#home rant

[annoying-probably]

unknown pain in the body. is it the flu for the second time this month? cramps? the common cold absolutely destroying my body? stress? A flare up fucking me up?

man. I'll never know. I live with the pain and see if I can eat or if it induces the nausea that's been brewing for like eight centuries onto my frail body for the audacity to swallow

[worldwarwhenwhy2]

My dad must live such a fucking miserable life.. Like how are you getting worked up over me not wanting a breakfast sandwich that doesn't even exist yet

[damndorothea]

my mom is another kind of evil. i would never say the things she says about me and my sibling to my hypothetical child. fuck that shit!!!!!!!!!!! dont have kids if you're not stable enough

[rant-with-me]

I will never understand how someone can be so lazy and useless can be defended.

I do ALL the cooking. I do ALL the yardwork. I do ALL the cleaning, yet this 25 year old don’t do shit.

All the 25 year old does is sleep until they go to work and go out. Doesn’t help anyone.

Let’s also remember they bring a virus in the house, yet they wanna blame the other person for bringing it in.

But that’s okay.

[rant-with-me]

I will never understand why I’m the one who has to get approval to do anything or spend my money.

If I want to go out or have people over, I need to give at least two weeks notice so she can make time to watch my brother, yet the 25 year old can do whatever they want, whenever they want. No questions asked.

Because I prefer Spotify over Apple Music, I have to cancel my Spotify because she put Apple One on my credit card (that I didn’t open).

Because I want Prime (and have a month trial) for myself so I can order stuff without it being broadcasted on the Echo show by the door, I have to cancel since my mother has Prime and sees no issue with my spending being shown on the Echo.

Because I’m “not trusted with money”, I’m not allowed to have my own bank account. I have to have one linked to my mothers main account.

I’m basically being treated like a damn child at almost 30 years old while the 25 year old has all this freedom to do whatever the fuck she wants.

[blakebjortles]

why are my parents having a go at me for my room always being a mess when the only storage space i have in my room atm is a CARDBOARD BOX.

I have nowhere to put aanything and this isn't supposed to even be my room, but they just haven't bothered to buy a bed for the room that is meant to be mine because i only live here some of the time

and then my mum just doesn't leave me alone, I can't even have an hour just chillin in my room without her coming up to ask me something or getting  me to do something.

and she's so overbearing, and I can't even say like I'm almost 20 because that makes me sound childish. Just wish she would leave me alone, relax and interfere only when I'm like going off the fucking rails which is something I've vowed to never do again, but she can't even start trying to trust me. And I'm trying really hard to prove I'm not a complete fucking basket case but nothing is good enough.

Worst part is I've SAID all this to my mum a few times about how I feel and somehow it always gets turned back on me as if it's all my fault why everything is like this.

i really don't think i can cope with 3 and a half months of this i need a job NOW.