Just a stupid vent about my living situation
I'm so fucking done being here in this stupid ass house because what the actual fuck do you mean that my sister, her boyfriend, AND their FIVE KIDS have been staying here for a YEAR and a few MONTHS?!
WITH, by the way, NO INTENTION OF MOVING OUT BECAUSE THEY GO THROUGH THEIR MONEY SO FAST AND BUY USELESS JUNK FOOD THAT BARELY GETS EATEN AND TRIPS TO THE ZOO AND SKYZONE THAT THEY FRANKLY SHOULDN'T BE SPENDING THAT MONEY ON BECAUSE THEY HAVE OVERSTAYED THEIR WELCOME.
My mom and dad were expecting it to be a few months until they moved out, as was I, but they haven't even been looking for a damn house the entire time they've been here. They were supposed to move out BEFORE school started for the kids, but whoop-de-fucking-doo, my nephews are in school now.
My sister yells at my youngest niece (she's 2) so much in the morning, I've forgotten what a quiet morning is now. Both my sister and her boyfriend ignore my nieces and nephews so much because guess what? She and him are always on their phones. If you have time to yell at a fucking 2 year old, you can put the phone down and actually watch her so she stops getting into shit!! She's even stealing food now because they let her snack all day. When it's time to eat an actual meal, she refuses. She knows how to open doors now, (she's went and opened the front door and walked out quite a few times, which is very alarming since she's 2 and the drivers going down the road are reckless.) I keep asking my parents for a lock for my bedroom door because I'll be damned if they take anymore of my privacy away. And I am so so SO tired of waking up due to yelling and screaming and crying that I wake up with migraines that don't go away until I go to bed, and even then they don't go away, despite taking medication.
I am stressed out everytime i leave my room because its bug season and they leave out their food and trash in the open instead of throwing it away or putting it away properly. They're treating our house like it's THEIRS. My nieces leaves their toys laying around the living room, and even the hallways, so its like navigating a mine field everytime I walk through it. The boy's room was the spare room we had and omfg... it stinks to high heavens and not even air fresheners make a dent. You also can't even walk into that room without stepping on SOMETHING.
I just... can't anymore. When I try and help out, they snap at me and then make things worse. I am just so frustrated and irritated and so overwhelmed by everything that all my usual places I go to so i can escape the drama, don't help me anymore and I hate it. I want my privacy, and my safety back, and I want them gone out of this house.