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Im Moving Out! Well.. Not quite yet
12 years ago
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It's just a vent journal for now.
I am just trying to keep myself from beating the tar out of my brother and leaving him with a few cracked ribs.
Even though my family is struggling financially ( and I do help buy groceries and help pay the odd end of a bill with the little money I manage to make via babysitting, yardwork, etc)
he doesn't understand that we only have a limited amount of money, but he doesn't really care.
Constantly I catch him coming into the kitchen over eating, consuming what little food we have.
I try talking to him and explaining to him that our money is very limited and that we can't keep buying more food.
He responds with his usual bastard remarks like "shut the fuck" or "fuck off cock muncher".
it gets me so mad. I just feel like kicking down the door to my rom and beating him within inches of his fat miserable life.
he blames this overeating on a "eating problem". a problem that has never been diagnosed by a doctor or psychologist.
he heard my mom talking him having a "possible" eating disorder. and has made that his go-to excuse for stuffing himself with what little food we have.
I honestly don't know how much more I can put up with this.
I am barely eating as it is. and the little I do manage to have sits funny in my stomach because it's not a real meal.
mostly its thinks like the few broken chips or crumbs at the bottom of a bag, or just eating a piece of plain bread.
that isn't a healthy way to live. especially for a big guy like myself ( stocky by genetics)
I've resolved to move out as soon out as I possibly can, but with no real job to speak of at the moment that is little more than a dream.
Moving out would be preferable to living in this house where I am starving myself because I have a fat tub of lard for a brother who doesn't know how to stop stuffing food into his mouth when there are other people living in this house who need to eat as well.
the problem with moving out is I'd be slumming it up just as I am now because unless I managed to snag a decent job with a nice pay rate and benefits, which isn't likely without some strong connections.
So of course I have to find room mates to bunk with.
I'd prefer room mates to the glutton I live with now. Why?
for one people who are living together like that all generally have jobs and will help pay for groceries and bills.
they know the value of money and the distance it can take you.
they won't gluttonize on the food that everyone in the house shares which would be an absolute godsend.
Right now that is little more than the desires of a young man with a will to live, but I hope I manage to make it that far.
the big problem with room mates is.. well I have to find some to bunk with. If it wasn't obvious enough i'd prefer rooming with people who are either furries themselves, or know about and accept the furry fandom and all it's quirks.
this would make my life considerably easier since I wouldn't have to hide my like for it and could be myself.
So while I look for a job, I'll also be looking for someone to move in with. if people could spread the word about my need to move out that would be great.
the earliest I could move out with be sometime within the next couple years.
so anyone who might be looking for someone to move in within the next couple years that would be excellent
Mood Music?
bah nothing is more fitting than this:
and this tiny little section is for a raffle..
RAFFLE CANINES ONLY By
Vorktheartist
http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/4972744/
I am just trying to keep myself from beating the tar out of my brother and leaving him with a few cracked ribs.
Even though my family is struggling financially ( and I do help buy groceries and help pay the odd end of a bill with the little money I manage to make via babysitting, yardwork, etc)
he doesn't understand that we only have a limited amount of money, but he doesn't really care.
Constantly I catch him coming into the kitchen over eating, consuming what little food we have.
I try talking to him and explaining to him that our money is very limited and that we can't keep buying more food.
He responds with his usual bastard remarks like "shut the fuck" or "fuck off cock muncher".
it gets me so mad. I just feel like kicking down the door to my rom and beating him within inches of his fat miserable life.
he blames this overeating on a "eating problem". a problem that has never been diagnosed by a doctor or psychologist.
he heard my mom talking him having a "possible" eating disorder. and has made that his go-to excuse for stuffing himself with what little food we have.
I honestly don't know how much more I can put up with this.
I am barely eating as it is. and the little I do manage to have sits funny in my stomach because it's not a real meal.
mostly its thinks like the few broken chips or crumbs at the bottom of a bag, or just eating a piece of plain bread.
that isn't a healthy way to live. especially for a big guy like myself ( stocky by genetics)
I've resolved to move out as soon out as I possibly can, but with no real job to speak of at the moment that is little more than a dream.
Moving out would be preferable to living in this house where I am starving myself because I have a fat tub of lard for a brother who doesn't know how to stop stuffing food into his mouth when there are other people living in this house who need to eat as well.
the problem with moving out is I'd be slumming it up just as I am now because unless I managed to snag a decent job with a nice pay rate and benefits, which isn't likely without some strong connections.
So of course I have to find room mates to bunk with.
I'd prefer room mates to the glutton I live with now. Why?
for one people who are living together like that all generally have jobs and will help pay for groceries and bills.
they know the value of money and the distance it can take you.
they won't gluttonize on the food that everyone in the house shares which would be an absolute godsend.
Right now that is little more than the desires of a young man with a will to live, but I hope I manage to make it that far.
the big problem with room mates is.. well I have to find some to bunk with. If it wasn't obvious enough i'd prefer rooming with people who are either furries themselves, or know about and accept the furry fandom and all it's quirks.
this would make my life considerably easier since I wouldn't have to hide my like for it and could be myself.
So while I look for a job, I'll also be looking for someone to move in with. if people could spread the word about my need to move out that would be great.
the earliest I could move out with be sometime within the next couple years.
so anyone who might be looking for someone to move in within the next couple years that would be excellent
Mood Music?
bah nothing is more fitting than this:
and this tiny little section is for a raffle..
RAFFLE CANINES ONLY By
Vorktheartisthttp://www.furaffinity.net/journal/4972744/
so long as I get out of this hell hole of a house
though right now I cant afford to do anything ( no job and al)
it's good that to have some options open. =) thanks
Also - and not to take the wind out of your sails - but I think your estimations of the responsibilities of roommates is just a bit optimistic. Yes, many people hold their own in a shared living space, but there's also a lot of journals and blogs about roommates that are far worse than your brother. Just sayin'
Anyway, I hope the best for ya. :3
either he tells her off or outright ignores my mum.
and if im gonna move in with anyone id make sure the roomies were responsible.