Go to bed
13 years ago
General
Okay, things have been chill for the past six months as far as money goes, though from time to time the last fight I had with my grandma pops into my head.
Long story short, my grandma's got a compulsive/addicting attitude about gambling. As I've been the only person with a job in the past four years, I've been the person she'd steal from. I really don't even want to think about how much she's taken, and I won't say she owes me- I'd like to, mind you, but realistically I'll never see it again.
A little before winter break I decided to visit Zach out in Ypsi. I'd made the mistake of leaving my wallet at home. She found it and took what she could out of checkings, and a fair chunk of what I had in savings for a car. When I finally got back and found out, I'd had enough. Got in a huge fight and yelled back and fourth. In the middle of it all she told me "go to bed."
"Go to bed."? I mean, I'm not a fucking child throwing a tantrum for no reason. I felt like I was being treated like a dog. You stole from me, therefore I'm upset and yelling at you. There's a reason for my anger, dammit.
I was so stressed out that I called off work and spent the whole day thinking about whether or not to file a police report. The cops said it was my fault and there wasn't anything that could be done, which made me more upset.
All I know is I've been doing something right between then and now, because nothing remotely close to that has happened. Been watching my wallet like a hawk, which I shouldn't have to ever do, but I guess that helps. I just hope things continue like this for awhile.
Just kinda feel like it's high time I posted something about it since I was too upset at the time. Maybe I'll stop having a thought or two about that day pop into my head now.
Long story short, my grandma's got a compulsive/addicting attitude about gambling. As I've been the only person with a job in the past four years, I've been the person she'd steal from. I really don't even want to think about how much she's taken, and I won't say she owes me- I'd like to, mind you, but realistically I'll never see it again.
A little before winter break I decided to visit Zach out in Ypsi. I'd made the mistake of leaving my wallet at home. She found it and took what she could out of checkings, and a fair chunk of what I had in savings for a car. When I finally got back and found out, I'd had enough. Got in a huge fight and yelled back and fourth. In the middle of it all she told me "go to bed."
"Go to bed."? I mean, I'm not a fucking child throwing a tantrum for no reason. I felt like I was being treated like a dog. You stole from me, therefore I'm upset and yelling at you. There's a reason for my anger, dammit.
I was so stressed out that I called off work and spent the whole day thinking about whether or not to file a police report. The cops said it was my fault and there wasn't anything that could be done, which made me more upset.
All I know is I've been doing something right between then and now, because nothing remotely close to that has happened. Been watching my wallet like a hawk, which I shouldn't have to ever do, but I guess that helps. I just hope things continue like this for awhile.
Just kinda feel like it's high time I posted something about it since I was too upset at the time. Maybe I'll stop having a thought or two about that day pop into my head now.
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She -has- gone to the casino once after this big fight, thought it was with social security money, I believe. She actually ended up taking me to work and going directly to Detroit. Ended up passing out at the machine because she hadn't eaten or drank. :S To put this in perspective, I wake up at 4am for work. She didn't get back home till 7pm after going to the hospital that night.