What the fuck?
I'm 21 fucking years old. I've got a fiance that I've been with for almost 11 months. I know it's early to be
engaged; we both know, but we are, and we're ok with it. I've already quit 1 job and been let go from another 2 within the last 10 months, and I'm currently working around 19 hours per week at $8/hr as a retail sales associate.
We've been living with his mother for around 5 months now. She's an absolute two-face who faultily tries to help one minute and becomes a cunt the next, severely bending the truth all the while to draw us apart. She drives the love of my life to drink, which has a sometimes negative effect on me, and we've both been forced to be two-faced to her now. Or at least always put on a pleasant face.
We deserve so much better than this... I think I deserve so much better than this... I've honestly wanted nothing more now than to be able to support our goals and I've been busting my ass for the first time in probably forever, and I get a fucking lost job out of it at the worst possible time. I've tried to be positive about it because it actually turned into a bigger headache than my last job flipping burgers at Five Guys for 4 months, by looking at it as simply having more availability for a better opportunity.
I know that very good things are coming, but even when I calculate the majority of my tax return on turbotax, and it comes out to $186 when I was hoping to receive around at least $700, what the fuck do or think then? We want to be out by March 1, and I've been wanting to make it a goal for us to have our own place by our one year anniversary on March 13, and it's been very difficult to accept the possibility that it may take longer.
Again, I think at this point, with all the hardships we've endured together through the last 10+ months, the keyword is 'endured', and we deserve a fucking break at the least.