Bullshit to the nth Degree
She just came upstairs to ask me for money. She fucking takes out $40,000, blows it on fuck knows what, and has to gull to ask ME for money? Please. As if I have anything to spare given the crappy hours that I get at work AND the bills I have to pay, you expect me to bail you out of the mess that you made for everyone? No. Fuck that. It's not going to be my cross to bare.
You didn't consult anyone about you taking that money out, you didn't tell anyone what you spent it on, and you expect people to be happy? Fuck you. I am working to get a better job so that I can have some more breathing room financially, and even with what I can and can't pay, I don't fucking bother anyone with my issues because I brought it on myself one hundred percent. Do you see me running to daddy because I maxed out my credit card? No. Do you see me trying to borrow money to pay my student loans on time? No. Do you see me sitting on my ass and not paying a dime at ALL? NO. Rather than being an ass about being too refined to do a retail/general labor job because you have a nursing license - which, by the way, you can no longer do because you can't take your medication long enough to keep your shit together - how about you just suck it up like the rest of US and WORK.
And don't give me that shit about being the oldest AND it being my responsibility. If I was financially stable and independent, then I might be considerate. But since I'm currently living in said home that you may or may not have screwed us out of working a menial part time retail job, don't even think about it. I've been trying since this past summer to land a better, full-time job, and nothing's materialized. Your bullshit is the latest layer of spoiled frosting on my shitty cake.
You didn't consult anyone about you taking that money out, you didn't tell anyone what you spent it on, and you expect people to be happy? Fuck you. I am working to get a better job so that I can have some more breathing room financially, and even with what I can and can't pay, I don't fucking bother anyone with my issues because I brought it on myself one hundred percent. Do you see me running to daddy because I maxed out my credit card? No. Do you see me trying to borrow money to pay my student loans on time? No. Do you see me sitting on my ass and not paying a dime at ALL? NO. Rather than being an ass about being too refined to do a retail/general labor job because you have a nursing license - which, by the way, you can no longer do because you can't take your medication long enough to keep your shit together - how about you just suck it up like the rest of US and WORK.
And don't give me that shit about being the oldest AND it being my responsibility. If I was financially stable and independent, then I might be considerate. But since I'm currently living in said home that you may or may not have screwed us out of working a menial part time retail job, don't even think about it. I've been trying since this past summer to land a better, full-time job, and nothing's materialized. Your bullshit is the latest layer of spoiled frosting on my shitty cake.