I need advice.
I'm honestly stuck. Things around this apartment have just started to drive me...home. I feel so awful because it has nothing to do with Dale. It's these roommates that live here and their disrespect towards me. Janelle told me today that she honestly feels more stupid when she's around them. It's true, they're nothing but potheads. I would say different if I could see a future in them, but I don't. For example, I have a hard time saying anything to Kris about his weed smoking because of one reason. He's going somewhere, he's in college, and he knows what he wants to do. These guys went straight from high school to...here.
I'm the only one in this apartment that's been to college. I mean, Dale's in school, and that counts for a lot. My problem is this, I can't live here. Two reasons: My health isn't the best, and I can't stand around here and risk myself and my child. Why? Because I'm afraid to even walk into the place I live in fear that someone will be smoking weed where I can inhale it. It's happened many times before, and they won't stop. I shouldn't have to live with this. I'm sick all the time, I'm miserable, I'm homesick, and the bottom line is this: whatever happens to me, happens to my child.
I guess they forget that I'm pregnant. They STILL eat all our food, but Kyle continues to bitch that someone is drinking his water, when it's not true. Kyle uses OUR good towels on the fucking kitchen floor to clean up messes. Yeah, actual nice big bath towels that are mine and Dale's. What's up his ass? Someone please tell me.
I'm seriously considering on moving back home. I would be healthier, around my family, and I could start some college this summer. My flight would be paid for, and my mom said I could use my dad's truck to drive around. The only problem, is leaving Dale. He's the reason I moved here. Being pregnant changes all of this. I want him to be there when I find out what sex it is, I want him to hear the heartbeat, I want him to feel it kick (or do somersaults, oh gawd). It's honestly to hard for me to live here. Everyone back home wants me to come home. Even my brother. My dad refuses to talk to me, and my nanny was told the news today. My mom asked her to knock some sense into my father. We'll see what happens.
I also found out that my mom is coming to visit this weekend... she said it was a long story. Please help.
I'm the only one in this apartment that's been to college. I mean, Dale's in school, and that counts for a lot. My problem is this, I can't live here. Two reasons: My health isn't the best, and I can't stand around here and risk myself and my child. Why? Because I'm afraid to even walk into the place I live in fear that someone will be smoking weed where I can inhale it. It's happened many times before, and they won't stop. I shouldn't have to live with this. I'm sick all the time, I'm miserable, I'm homesick, and the bottom line is this: whatever happens to me, happens to my child.
I guess they forget that I'm pregnant. They STILL eat all our food, but Kyle continues to bitch that someone is drinking his water, when it's not true. Kyle uses OUR good towels on the fucking kitchen floor to clean up messes. Yeah, actual nice big bath towels that are mine and Dale's. What's up his ass? Someone please tell me.
I'm seriously considering on moving back home. I would be healthier, around my family, and I could start some college this summer. My flight would be paid for, and my mom said I could use my dad's truck to drive around. The only problem, is leaving Dale. He's the reason I moved here. Being pregnant changes all of this. I want him to be there when I find out what sex it is, I want him to hear the heartbeat, I want him to feel it kick (or do somersaults, oh gawd). It's honestly to hard for me to live here. Everyone back home wants me to come home. Even my brother. My dad refuses to talk to me, and my nanny was told the news today. My mom asked her to knock some sense into my father. We'll see what happens.
I also found out that my mom is coming to visit this weekend... she said it was a long story. Please help.