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My parents need to get the fuck OFF my back about my room. Yes, it is messy and full of clutter/boxes -- but I've been trying to clean it up, it's just taking a long ass time because I have accumulated twenty years worth of stuff, and I was away at college for almost five of those years (during which I essentially had two rooms because I always lived in dorms). And lately I've felt that finding a job was a higher priority than cleaning my room.
I'm sick of my parents (particularly my dad) making snide remarks about it and talking to me about it the same way they did when I was ten years old. He also very snidely insinuated this morning that I was just going to throw a bunch of dirty clothes in a suitcase to pack for Virginia...which I have never done, so I don't know what the hell he's talking about. I love my parents, but...fuck you, Dad. If you're too blind to see that I'm NOT like my siblings and that I'm mature and responsible but in transition in my life right now, then I really don't know what to say to you.
I'm sick of my parents (particularly my dad) making snide remarks about it and talking to me about it the same way they did when I was ten years old. He also very snidely insinuated this morning that I was just going to throw a bunch of dirty clothes in a suitcase to pack for Virginia...which I have never done, so I don't know what the hell he's talking about. I love my parents, but...fuck you, Dad. If you're too blind to see that I'm NOT like my siblings and that I'm mature and responsible but in transition in my life right now, then I really don't know what to say to you.