I know many...
3 years ago
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I know many won't bother to look, nor care, but I want to put it out there:
Life been going south. Got my degree, which is good. I got it back in Dec and did the walking the stage a few weeks ago... but that isn't the issue...
About this time last year, this random ass appears, and sat his fat ass down. Marking that he lives in the house, without the benefit of asking permission to do so. As well dating my sister. He did nothing for six months straight, then tried to cram lot of projects within a week or less. All in a form of ass kissing to my father. As well make my father feel good when they say my sister has been kocked up. They told me and demanded the room my mate has been using to sleep and chill. The reason why mate and I stayed in sperate rooms was mainly since they worked graveyard shift and I was doing school. To avoid struggles with the sleep and such. I asked my sister about the room and all that was straight and done. Back to the whole "demand the room for the baby" part. They wanted the room for the child at that moment, when the whole process was started, as she wasn't due until June. This whole thing happened in Nov of last year. I was in the middle of my senior projects, trying to get it done in order to get my degree that I worked my ass off getting. Two concerations at the same time. I couldn't give them an answer and told them to talk to me after the first of the year or so. After being told I was useless and don't know how to do anything simple, and being criticized of my relationship, by my sister's boyfriend. They finally agreed. Come middle of Feb, and a big blow up happened. All ended with the line of something "f*ggots" move out or something. After my sister gave a half baked story to my father on the phone, I told him exactly what happened. So five months into job search for a 3d artist or something that involves game design/making, landing nothing but scams. The biggot bf of my sister's never apologized for calling my mate and myself that. Which led me to think that he is one of those people that don't view our relationships as "real." It'll suck even more if he knows I'm trans on top of it. He has been driving my sister's car since he appeared. Which he is not allowed to, since he is not under the same insurance as the car/father. So he is putting my father, my sister, myself, and my mate at risk. He showed no respect for anything or anyone. but himself. He has heavy anger problems, to where he would get mad over everything and throwing snarky remarks every time. I don't feel safe in my house, as I feel like that he would scream at me, over blinds not being completely open. My mate and I have no where else to really go to, until something magical happens soon. I been trying to find things and ways to keep my mind off, but that isn't real working... I am at a complete lost.
I know many won't bother to say a word, but figured to post it here, in hopes people would see it.
Life been going south. Got my degree, which is good. I got it back in Dec and did the walking the stage a few weeks ago... but that isn't the issue...
About this time last year, this random ass appears, and sat his fat ass down. Marking that he lives in the house, without the benefit of asking permission to do so. As well dating my sister. He did nothing for six months straight, then tried to cram lot of projects within a week or less. All in a form of ass kissing to my father. As well make my father feel good when they say my sister has been kocked up. They told me and demanded the room my mate has been using to sleep and chill. The reason why mate and I stayed in sperate rooms was mainly since they worked graveyard shift and I was doing school. To avoid struggles with the sleep and such. I asked my sister about the room and all that was straight and done. Back to the whole "demand the room for the baby" part. They wanted the room for the child at that moment, when the whole process was started, as she wasn't due until June. This whole thing happened in Nov of last year. I was in the middle of my senior projects, trying to get it done in order to get my degree that I worked my ass off getting. Two concerations at the same time. I couldn't give them an answer and told them to talk to me after the first of the year or so. After being told I was useless and don't know how to do anything simple, and being criticized of my relationship, by my sister's boyfriend. They finally agreed. Come middle of Feb, and a big blow up happened. All ended with the line of something "f*ggots" move out or something. After my sister gave a half baked story to my father on the phone, I told him exactly what happened. So five months into job search for a 3d artist or something that involves game design/making, landing nothing but scams. The biggot bf of my sister's never apologized for calling my mate and myself that. Which led me to think that he is one of those people that don't view our relationships as "real." It'll suck even more if he knows I'm trans on top of it. He has been driving my sister's car since he appeared. Which he is not allowed to, since he is not under the same insurance as the car/father. So he is putting my father, my sister, myself, and my mate at risk. He showed no respect for anything or anyone. but himself. He has heavy anger problems, to where he would get mad over everything and throwing snarky remarks every time. I don't feel safe in my house, as I feel like that he would scream at me, over blinds not being completely open. My mate and I have no where else to really go to, until something magical happens soon. I been trying to find things and ways to keep my mind off, but that isn't real working... I am at a complete lost.
I know many won't bother to say a word, but figured to post it here, in hopes people would see it.
I'm terribly sorry that you have to share a house with a bigot. This whole situation sounds like an absolute mess and you don't deserve to be putting up with it. Hope you get some good news soon, otherwise I'm happy to listen should you need someone to vent to.