Sunday, December 18, 2016

Being nice is not always rewarding.

I've had problems in the past with people taking advantage of me, but family is family, you're supposed to be nice to each other. So, when I go off work, I called and asked my older bother if he wants anything to eat, despite the fact that I've been trying to save money for textbooks. So I arrive home with the food, and my brother has a pizza in the oven. Okay, so now I'm a little pissed, he had been cooking food when I called him, and didn't say anything? Then I give him his food, and inform him that they didn't have what he wanted, so I got him something else. His response? "aww that's the worst thing they have."

I had no words. I dropped his food and left.

I just do not understand how someone can be so ungrateful. I bought his breakfast this morning, he didn't ask, he just took my change and got something. The worst part is that our grandfather gave him $700 to piss away, but grandfather doesn't like me. I could have used that money on college.

My brother doesn't see it that way, he might be 26 and unemployed, but he claims he made this huge sacrifice I DIDN'T ASK FOR. He left his girlfriend to come back home and "get the band back together." But I didn't ask for that, none of the members did. 2 of us are in college and the other is engaged. We have shit going on, but now we have this obligation to him for this sacrifice that he thinks he made. Sure, I like playing the occasional show, but I'm not going to throw my money away and drop out of college for it.

I am just so tired of everyone in my life acting like I'm the bitch when I get sick of being taken for granted. I don't like the cold person that they turn me into. I can't afford to move out anytime soon either, as I'm already struggling to put together 2 grand for textbooks.

I got tipped $20 last night, and I cried because I was so grateful to the kindness of a stranger, yet my own family can't even give me a simple "thank you."

There probably isn't anything I can do. As bad as I feel for thinking this, I wish he never moved back. My grades were up, I was more confident, I had stopped stress eating, I didn't drink. He obviously can't make me do anything, but I have my own issues, the worst of which is the inability to like myself if I don't do the right thing. The guilt eats me alive, even writing this about makes me feel bad. I don't have the time or money for a therapist right now, and I don't really have anyone to talk to, so I just wanted to vent.



Submitted December 18, 2016 at 03:04AM by BT4life http://ift.tt/2i2tZEV

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