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This whole arrest/getting kicked out of my house has officially ruined my life.
I moved in w/ my dad, but now he's imposing these rather harsh rules on me, like I'm some sort of fucking criminal who's gonna wreck his house. I have to leave the house by the time him and my stepmother leave for work. Meaning, if I have to go in to work at 4 PM, tough shit, asshole! You got 8 hours of nuttin to do! No playing guitar, no sleeping in, no watching TV, really not much time to shower or anything, just 8 hours of whatever. I had to call my dad at work today to ask if I could sleep in. And no house key (meaning if I accidentally leave my keys or something of importance inside, which I have done a few times, I'm stuck in the driveway, or I'm screwed in one way or another)
And the thing is; he and my stepmom bailed me out of jail, helped me pay off my car, bought me some new clothes and an air mattress, and treat me and Amelia like family. Now they're treating me like shit. They tell me that it's their pleasure to help me out, and it's not a problem to take me in, but their actions prove otherwise. I wish that they had just said "no" when I asked if I could stay there. At least Amelia's parents didn't have this policy. I'm getting very mixed messages by him and my stepmother. And it's not at all comforting.
This is bullshit.
Living in my car sounds good
Or a gun to my head.
AM I THAT BAD OF A PERSON?!?!?!?!?
I moved in w/ my dad, but now he's imposing these rather harsh rules on me, like I'm some sort of fucking criminal who's gonna wreck his house. I have to leave the house by the time him and my stepmother leave for work. Meaning, if I have to go in to work at 4 PM, tough shit, asshole! You got 8 hours of nuttin to do! No playing guitar, no sleeping in, no watching TV, really not much time to shower or anything, just 8 hours of whatever. I had to call my dad at work today to ask if I could sleep in. And no house key (meaning if I accidentally leave my keys or something of importance inside, which I have done a few times, I'm stuck in the driveway, or I'm screwed in one way or another)
And the thing is; he and my stepmom bailed me out of jail, helped me pay off my car, bought me some new clothes and an air mattress, and treat me and Amelia like family. Now they're treating me like shit. They tell me that it's their pleasure to help me out, and it's not a problem to take me in, but their actions prove otherwise. I wish that they had just said "no" when I asked if I could stay there. At least Amelia's parents didn't have this policy. I'm getting very mixed messages by him and my stepmother. And it's not at all comforting.
This is bullshit.
Living in my car sounds good
Or a gun to my head.
AM I THAT BAD OF A PERSON?!?!?!?!?