update- new living situation
to condense (a lot) the events of the last few days:
weds morning; that big disgusting sexist fuck that is josh's roommate actually threatened me. then, as per usual went into a several hour- long temper tantrum, what with the name calling, ect......
josh tried to speak reason & inform him that this behavior = not the fuck ok... the fat fuck broke down into an "i hate her i hate her ihateherihateher" rant... wow.....
spent 2 nights at my brother joshuas place- hes just a mile up the road. didnt eat or sleep much if at all those 2 days. was quite upset & homicidally pissed off.
thurs night boyfriend hosts the karaoke at our neighborhood bar- usually i go, but was in no shape to be in public, or driving. that night boyfriend told the thurs night regulars (these are some of my best friends around this part of the country) whatd happened. they were appalled.
thru that channel i got several couch offerings, also thru the facebook post, where i stated what happened. but id rather share a room wiht my brother or live in oakland (1.5 hour drive, IF the traffic's mellow) most of the time then couch surf.. i dont enjoy sleeping in peoples living rooms.
then a friend came thru for us, laura lee lives on the other side of town, But has an empty room that i can have for as long as i need, rent free... and boyfriend is allowed to come stay over sometimes too.
if i had the money to pay rent i would have already gotten myself a studio or 1 bedroom place so i could have sanctuary: something i have not had in a very long time & NEED to function, heal my still healing post-operative hip, my mental shit, succeed at school & generally not turn into a torturous blood thirsty person running around with a welding torch.
this all turned out rather well, at first i was about to leave my boyfriend for how he handled the situation. were ok now & hes done leaps & bounds to make this ok, or at least make Me be ok after what happened. it was him who found me the room at lauralee's house... hew wrote the fat disgusting pig an email (the best way to communicate with the stupid piece of shit) explaining that THIS is exactly why hes alone, hes going to die alone & noone worth a fuck respects him, his attitude towards others, their property, his super fucked up sexist outlook on women, ect. so thats good, although he couldnt really defend me/ my honor that day, he is still doing so.
and now i have a room in a nice, quiet, mellow place... thats really fucking nice
weds morning; that big disgusting sexist fuck that is josh's roommate actually threatened me. then, as per usual went into a several hour- long temper tantrum, what with the name calling, ect......
josh tried to speak reason & inform him that this behavior = not the fuck ok... the fat fuck broke down into an "i hate her i hate her ihateherihateher" rant... wow.....
spent 2 nights at my brother joshuas place- hes just a mile up the road. didnt eat or sleep much if at all those 2 days. was quite upset & homicidally pissed off.
thurs night boyfriend hosts the karaoke at our neighborhood bar- usually i go, but was in no shape to be in public, or driving. that night boyfriend told the thurs night regulars (these are some of my best friends around this part of the country) whatd happened. they were appalled.
thru that channel i got several couch offerings, also thru the facebook post, where i stated what happened. but id rather share a room wiht my brother or live in oakland (1.5 hour drive, IF the traffic's mellow) most of the time then couch surf.. i dont enjoy sleeping in peoples living rooms.
then a friend came thru for us, laura lee lives on the other side of town, But has an empty room that i can have for as long as i need, rent free... and boyfriend is allowed to come stay over sometimes too.
if i had the money to pay rent i would have already gotten myself a studio or 1 bedroom place so i could have sanctuary: something i have not had in a very long time & NEED to function, heal my still healing post-operative hip, my mental shit, succeed at school & generally not turn into a torturous blood thirsty person running around with a welding torch.
this all turned out rather well, at first i was about to leave my boyfriend for how he handled the situation. were ok now & hes done leaps & bounds to make this ok, or at least make Me be ok after what happened. it was him who found me the room at lauralee's house... hew wrote the fat disgusting pig an email (the best way to communicate with the stupid piece of shit) explaining that THIS is exactly why hes alone, hes going to die alone & noone worth a fuck respects him, his attitude towards others, their property, his super fucked up sexist outlook on women, ect. so thats good, although he couldnt really defend me/ my honor that day, he is still doing so.
and now i have a room in a nice, quiet, mellow place... thats really fucking nice