I live with my parents. I lost my job, but I'm going to school. My dad is like, I totally understand, since he lost his job before I did. And there is a ton of support there. My mother, on the other hand, is a schizophrenic on her views of my job. She wants me to find a job. And then the next day swears that I won't make it with a job and going to school at the same time. I can not win with the woman. It's a joy and a hell. My mother can't work due to a back injury. So we are living off my dad's and my unemployment checks.
Right there with ya, buddy. Only, my parents are long dead. I get it from just about everyone else on the planet. That is why I started putting almost hourly updates on Facebook about my job search... folks act like I am not doing anything.
I have always worked, my whole life. I got my first part-time job 2 weeks after turning 16. I had 2 part time jobs in high school. I started my first full time job 3 days after graduating high school. While I went to college, I had 3 part time jobs that amounted to 36 hours per week...
But now, I am just this lazy bum living off of the kindness of others.
As I once heard someone wise say... "Just because someone thinks you are a Volkswagon... it doesn't MAKE YOU a Volkswagon."
My parents think I'm lazy and unmotivated just because I wasn't able to find a job for the summer (I'm home from college for 3 months)- meanwhile, they weren't there next to me when I was applying for jobs in MARCH. I must've sent out a hundred applications in the 2 months before I moved back home, and then some when I actually got home. I was actually offered 2 jobs, but both fell through because of things on the employers' end that were out of my control. And I think it's completely unfair of them to call me lazy when I've been working since I was 14 (I'm 21 now), and completely support myself during the school year. I could go back to my college town, where I have my own apartment and a low-paying job, but they want me to be home, so... But seriously, it's so hard to get hired for only 2-3 months, especially with the economy being what it is - hiring and training new employees is expensive; everyone wants an employee who will be there for a while.
I have a fractured relationship with my father. He controls the money.
I ran out of my home state into pothole of a job, and was ejected a week ago, after JUST gracing the 1-year milestone.
Now I'm out of money, and back on the parental payroll.
Every time I get to a point where we can work on repairing our relationship, we tumble back into the "asker/askee" relationship. I HATE needing money and asking for money. I think he HATES not knowing what to say to me.
My mom is nice, when she's in a good mood. She offers to give me lots of money, but the problem is whenever she gets angry at me about anything, she uses that to guilt trip me
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Same boat. Ugh. Even when she's being nice you squirm. When she needs ammo she's got it, and then it's infuriating. Being in debt to your parent(s) is a a torture no one should have to endure.
My mom is the exact same way! When she's in a good mood, she's super generous, offers to buy me clothes and take me out to dinner, etc., through no suggestion or encouragement on my part - partly because she sees these times as an opportunity to spend time together. But the second we get into an argument, she holds it over my head and claims that I'm only nice to her when she spends money on me. I'm like, I never asked you for these things! Save them for the day when I might actually need your help!
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I have always worked, my whole life. I got my first part-time job 2 weeks after turning 16. I had 2 part time jobs in high school. I started my first full time job 3 days after graduating high school. While I went to college, I had 3 part time jobs that amounted to 36 hours per week...
But now, I am just this lazy bum living off of the kindness of others.
As I once heard someone wise say... "Just because someone thinks you are a Volkswagon... it doesn't MAKE YOU a Volkswagon."
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I ran out of my home state into pothole of a job, and was ejected a week ago, after JUST gracing the 1-year milestone.
Now I'm out of money, and back on the parental payroll.
Every time I get to a point where we can work on repairing our relationship, we tumble back into the "asker/askee" relationship. I HATE needing money and asking for money. I think he HATES not knowing what to say to me.
Silence prevails.
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