Rant/vent bc I have no one else to talk to
OK so I grew up in a household where it is custom and polite to help with dishes if you haven't cooked but have eaten the food. It's just something that's ingrained in me and I think it's a common practice within households (fact check pls).
I am currently living with my boyfriend and his mother and I AM THE ONLY ONE WHO FUCKING CLEANS. Whenever his mother cooks, the kitchen is a literal mess. Like I have to sweep the floor because there is food all over the floor, all over the counters, etc. This sets my OCD off like a firework and I nearly cry when my boyfriend tells me to just leave it and chill out. Like here's a concept, I FUCKING CAN'T???? THERE'S SO MUCH BACTERIA????? WTF???? NO I CAN'T SIT DOWN AND "CHILL OUT", THERE'S RAW MEAT OUT ON THE COUNTER AND IT IS 12°C IN THE KITCHEN AND BACTERIA EITHER DIES AT 72°C OR STOPS MULTIPLYING AT 3°C AND UNDER. THERE'S ALREADY MICE IN THE HOUSE BC IT'S COLD AF AND THEY NEED A WARM PLACE TO LIVE FOR THE WINTER AND THEY'RE GOING TO EAT THE STUFF ON THE FLOOR AND COUNTERS SO NO I NEED TO CLEAN FFS.
Anyway, so I started cleaning and such and doing the dishes, sweeping, taking out the overflowing bin, etc, and my boyfriend comes in and tells me to "get out more" because having a clean area to prepare food obviously means I don't get out enough. In all honesty, I don't think he knows how much I have sacrificed to be here with him. I was accepted into a highly competitive bachelor degree when we got back together. A 3 year degree, a full ride no less, and I gave it up because he said he couldn't wait to live with me (I was willing to pay to visit him in my study breaks). So I gave it up and now have wasted half a year working in a full time job that sucked balls and overworked me, only to now waste more time because I can't start study until November. WE LITERALLY DO NOTHING THAT I LIKE THAT I GET TO CHOOSE. He's more pedantic about my eating than I am. About my eating. What I eat. Not what he eats. I love him to pieces but he acts like he's had to give up way more than me. I have no friends here. My Australian friends are all on the East Coast and I am on the West Coast, my family is a country away and I'm scared as fuck man. I'm not even allowed to go for a walk for longer than an hour, because he thinks I'm meeting up with boys???? I know no one here???? Wtf????
No wonder I get headaches all the time and I'm considering moving out so I have my own space because at the moment, I don't get anytime to myself. Jesus christ, this is exhausting.
