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I'm at the end of my rope here.
He's perfectly right in that I don't really want to help him with the carpentry stuff. I hate everything about carpentry. I hate nails and screws and wrenches and washers. I loathe all saws and I'm terrified of the table saw. However, I am trying my best, and trying to be an adult about this. I don't complain, I try to keep positive. I'm there at his fucking beck and call from morning to night. I don't have a job, I barely see my friends, I do whatever he asks. And still, he yells and acts like a child. The man has a PhD in chemistry. Aren't scientists supposed to be reasonable?
I refuse to offer help to someone who rejects it. How was I supposed to know what angle he meant? I'm not psychic, nor am I any good at carpentry myself. I need explanation for most things. If he wants to be unreasonable and martyr himself, he can go ahead. If he injures himself in the process, then frankly, he'll get what he deserves.
He also never apologises. I'm only here out of a sense of duty and obligation to Mom, not him. He's always worse when it's the three of us. If he doesn't apologise (which he won't), I'm leaving to stay with my brother. I'll come back with Michael after he leaves.
My father has now driven both of his children away from home and has made both my mother and himself miserable beyond reckoning. I hope he goes back to England and never leaves again. I'm fast approaching the point where I never want to see him.
I hate this house.
Also, to my dear friend,
I find what you are doing to be ethically and morally wrong. You may think it's great. I think it's borderline despicable. I know you're a starving musician with student loans to pay. So am I. What you're doing is stealing. Maybe I'm a stickler for rules, maybe I'm being old-fashioned, but frankly? I don't care. I do not support this. I won't call anybody about it, but I do hope you get caught. And don't think I'm pleased about it. If I come up and visit, I'll pay for my food. If you don't want to pay for food, be a freegan and dumpster dive. Stop stealing your food from the grocery store. It's not cute. It's not economical. It's fucking wrong. I can't believe you're proud of this fact.
Jesusfuck.
He's perfectly right in that I don't really want to help him with the carpentry stuff. I hate everything about carpentry. I hate nails and screws and wrenches and washers. I loathe all saws and I'm terrified of the table saw. However, I am trying my best, and trying to be an adult about this. I don't complain, I try to keep positive. I'm there at his fucking beck and call from morning to night. I don't have a job, I barely see my friends, I do whatever he asks. And still, he yells and acts like a child. The man has a PhD in chemistry. Aren't scientists supposed to be reasonable?
I refuse to offer help to someone who rejects it. How was I supposed to know what angle he meant? I'm not psychic, nor am I any good at carpentry myself. I need explanation for most things. If he wants to be unreasonable and martyr himself, he can go ahead. If he injures himself in the process, then frankly, he'll get what he deserves.
He also never apologises. I'm only here out of a sense of duty and obligation to Mom, not him. He's always worse when it's the three of us. If he doesn't apologise (which he won't), I'm leaving to stay with my brother. I'll come back with Michael after he leaves.
My father has now driven both of his children away from home and has made both my mother and himself miserable beyond reckoning. I hope he goes back to England and never leaves again. I'm fast approaching the point where I never want to see him.
I hate this house.
Also, to my dear friend,
I find what you are doing to be ethically and morally wrong. You may think it's great. I think it's borderline despicable. I know you're a starving musician with student loans to pay. So am I. What you're doing is stealing. Maybe I'm a stickler for rules, maybe I'm being old-fashioned, but frankly? I don't care. I do not support this. I won't call anybody about it, but I do hope you get caught. And don't think I'm pleased about it. If I come up and visit, I'll pay for my food. If you don't want to pay for food, be a freegan and dumpster dive. Stop stealing your food from the grocery store. It's not cute. It's not economical. It's fucking wrong. I can't believe you're proud of this fact.
Jesusfuck.