parents... ugh

Oct 23, 2014 20:58

So my three week trip overseas was fucking amazing. No, it was even better than that. It was phenomenal!

And I was so excited to come back and see my friends.

And then my mother takes me out to dinner and starts hounding on me about money and tells me I have to move out. She didn't even ask me about my trip. She spent the whole dinner bitching about how stressed her life is and how I need to do more. I just looked at her and was like "in case you have forgotten I work full time. You're retired. And I just got home after being away for a month!".

Today, she was yelling at me because she had some problem with a computer program. I didn't write the program so I'm not sure what I did to deserve being yelled at (answer: nothing at all). So I started looking into moving out sooner than the Christmas deadline I was given. I advertised some of my stuff for sale so I can raise money to cover bond for a rental. My beautiful large fish tank, one of my favourite guitars, my surfboards.

I need to leave. She is poison and I will not be dragged down again. Even if I have to get a second job to keep my three year plan on target.
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