My family is so fucked up
Just had a full-blown fight with my brother over money. Thing is, we pay for the cable TV together, half-half. then, three months ago, he lost his job, so I'm paying for it alone. Along with the light bill, the gas bill, and whatever needs to be paid - the dog food, the vet, the cab back from the supermarket, whatever medicine anyone needs in this house... no I'm not exaggerating. Really.
Thing is, my wage is the highest, so I think it's fair that I contribute with a little more than my siblings. But man, it's a little more. It's not everything. OK, he wasn't working, so I paid for the cable TV alone. But he said he would pay me back when he started working again, and he just did.
Seriously, I wasn't going to ask for the money. It was just three months, not a big deal. Not even ten percent of my wage, for heaven's sake. But he put his finger on my face and said - yelled like the little bitchy little bastard that he is that there was no way he was going to pay for it. And then it became a matter of principle. Because since he lost his job, he hasn't stopped asking me for money. And he never pays back. He's been doing some odd jobs, and he's got money to see his girlfirend in the other side of town, in the fucking most expensive neighborhood in the entire fucking country, go to several places with her, but he can't pay the ten bucks he asked me for. And he already owed by over 300 since before he lost his job.
I'M NOT HERE TO PROVIDE FOR VAGABONDS, OK?
I don't get out of my house at six-thirty in the morning, face the most deranged subway system ever to attend classes, then go to work, where I stay until at least nine p.m., to pay for his dates. The money I wanted to save for a little trip? I didn't manage to do that. I need a new mattress - mine is so bad that I can feel the wood under it. But you know, my money, my very good wage is not being enough, because there's always someone asking for money. And I don't mind, really - as long as they pay me back.
I wasn't even asking for him to pay me back everything at once - that would be impossible, especially because he owes money to my mom too, and she needs it more than I do. I wasn't even asking anything, damn it! I wasn't going to demand anything now.
I get out of my way to help him. I do that for all of them. I lend money for them to have fun when I don't have any. I work and study and sleep on weekends. I haven't seen my ONLY real life friend in months. I'm afraid I'm becoming a shopaholic because it seems I only leave the house when I wanna buy something. I honeslty don't have the energy or the patience to have any fun. I keep thinking 'I could be sleeping now'. I'm so damn tired all the time.
Seriously, why do people in this house make a point to fuck with me whenever they can?
Thing is, my wage is the highest, so I think it's fair that I contribute with a little more than my siblings. But man, it's a little more. It's not everything. OK, he wasn't working, so I paid for the cable TV alone. But he said he would pay me back when he started working again, and he just did.
Seriously, I wasn't going to ask for the money. It was just three months, not a big deal. Not even ten percent of my wage, for heaven's sake. But he put his finger on my face and said - yelled like the little bitchy little bastard that he is that there was no way he was going to pay for it. And then it became a matter of principle. Because since he lost his job, he hasn't stopped asking me for money. And he never pays back. He's been doing some odd jobs, and he's got money to see his girlfirend in the other side of town, in the fucking most expensive neighborhood in the entire fucking country, go to several places with her, but he can't pay the ten bucks he asked me for. And he already owed by over 300 since before he lost his job.
I'M NOT HERE TO PROVIDE FOR VAGABONDS, OK?
I don't get out of my house at six-thirty in the morning, face the most deranged subway system ever to attend classes, then go to work, where I stay until at least nine p.m., to pay for his dates. The money I wanted to save for a little trip? I didn't manage to do that. I need a new mattress - mine is so bad that I can feel the wood under it. But you know, my money, my very good wage is not being enough, because there's always someone asking for money. And I don't mind, really - as long as they pay me back.
I wasn't even asking for him to pay me back everything at once - that would be impossible, especially because he owes money to my mom too, and she needs it more than I do. I wasn't even asking anything, damn it! I wasn't going to demand anything now.
I get out of my way to help him. I do that for all of them. I lend money for them to have fun when I don't have any. I work and study and sleep on weekends. I haven't seen my ONLY real life friend in months. I'm afraid I'm becoming a shopaholic because it seems I only leave the house when I wanna buy something. I honeslty don't have the energy or the patience to have any fun. I keep thinking 'I could be sleeping now'. I'm so damn tired all the time.
Seriously, why do people in this house make a point to fuck with me whenever they can?