Why is it that when I moved out, everything just fucking back fired on me but for a lot of people I know who’ve done it, it’s the best decision they ever made?…I’m envious of these people.
Moving in with my aunt and uncle was the WORST decision I ever made. I was constantly judged and talked about behind my back with the family. They called me a mooch and when I wasn’t able to get a job in the months leading UP TO MY FUCKING SURGERY, they kicked me out. Because all the money I did save went to paying for my own food, gas, phone, and doctors appointments- not them. But they got the reputation as being good people because they “helped bring in a poor soul and guide her through life because she obviously couldn’t do it herself’.
Uhm.
No.
That’s NOT what they did at all. I got to be their personal maid. That’s it. I was only good until my worth ran out, which was when I had to go into surgery. But it was over a month before I was allowed to go and get my stuff and bring back to my parents place. My dad and I had a good relationship but mom and I; it’s kaput.
So for those of you who it worked for, I am pleased as punch that it did work out for you. But I know others have had similar situations like mine. So to them…I know, it sucks bad. I just hate how nothing I’ve set out to do has worked out for me. AT ALL.
#sorrythatimcomplaininglikeabitchlolz