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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