you forgot to wish funbags a happy b-day.

i believe my gift was more than sufficient

(but even so, hbdbz)

i was talking to disco king

but then you butted in


well done

And despite making me feel like a screw up for really the smallest mistakes, they've screwed up in the biggest ways to the point where I pretty much had to manage their lives and act like the parent to them, and they still never properly own up to their failures, and always have some kind of excuse.

Literally had my grown-ass parents crashing at mine and my sister's tiny place, not contributing to bills, and not even bothering to try to find jobs until after we lit a fire under their asses. This was after my dad, who has always been a narcisist who became abusive when we failed to hold up to his unrealistic standards and treated us like incompetent scew-ups, lost our house because he couldn't understand the concept that in order for a court case to be decided in your favour, you actually have to SHOW UP TO COURT, instead of just being avoidant and praying that it magically works out somehow. And he still never owns up to it, to him, this shit happened because of things outside of his control. He also had some lucrative properties abroad that he lost due to stupid business decisions and being an alcoholic philanderer who spent his money on mistresses.

are we about to "take this outside" ?

Oh, and happy birthday, funbags.

Speaking of sacrifices, I guess I'm kinda sacrificing shit by living with my parents, because I have to help them with bills and they can't cover them all by themselves.

Like, imagine if I were a real adult with my own place. I'd probably actually have something of a sex life, because I'd have a guaranteed place to go to after dates that went well enough.

In my current place, I wouldn't even feel comfortable bringing over somebody just to watch a movie. Because my mom has her computer desk placed right in front of the goddamn television, so sometimes she has to interrupt my use of the TV because she has to check her Facebook.

Look, I'm not saying that you have to dive into Feng Shui, but at the very least, organise your home so that you can ALLOW THE TV AND THE COMPUTER TO BE USED AT THE SAME TIME. This is like the fucking AOL days, where you had to log off of your chat room because mom had to make a phone call. At least there was a technological reason for that.

If I were to bring home some QT to watch a movie with me and hold me, half the time, we'd be watching my mom check her fucking email instead.

But this is a sacrifice I make, because I want my parents to enjoy electricity.

You wanna go, punk? Cos I'm ready, yo. I'm ready to do this.

Also, I've always been the kid who is responsible for helping the parents with finances. Even when I had money, I was hesitant to ever really treat myself with it, because I was always afraid I'd make some big purchase, only for my parents to come to me needing money for bills, rent, or lawyer fees, and me to no longer have it.

My sister has enjoyed her money. She's gotten to travel. She's gotten tattoos. By contrast, I've only ever been out of my province (that's like a "state," to you Americans) once in my life, only to go to the next province over. A "big purchase" for me is, like, dropping nearly $100 on books. My sister has never been the one called upon to loan money. It's always been me, becase I've always been the one to have it.

Part of that is also because I make a higher hourly wage than my sister. My sister has changed her mind on where she wants to work several times, because she wants work to be "fun" and shit. By contrast, I've been working this particular job for a decade, not because it's fun, but because you get raises every so often, and so I'm pretty high in the pay scale. My sister once tried to convince me that I should pursue work that I'd actually like better, and I contemplated working at the comic-book store. But I decided against it, because I'm not stupid, and I know it's better to stick to my unionized retail job where I get raises and my hours are somewhat stable, than at some small mom-and-pop place.

And all throughout living with my sister, she'd always subtly complain about how I have more money than her, almost as if that obligated me to take more of the financial burden. She never outright stated that she wanted me to share the costs of her pet, but she'd subtly hint at it by talking about how other people she knows with pets get their roommates to pitch in for the costs (I don't believe anybody fucking does that).

I'd like a pet. I've always wanted a cat. But I've never gotten one. Because I'm too poor. My sister decided to get a pet. I never took the bait of paying for it, though I did feed and care for it because it's a living thing and making sure it doesn't die is, like, Not-Being-A-Psychopath 101.

I pretty much fucking resent everyone I know IRL to some small extent, except for my little sister.

My little sister is so cool. She's the only one in my family without entitlement issues.

Damn DK. I thought living with my parents was bad. But at least at some point I will get to move out. How the hell will you move your parents out of your place?

I mean, I guess I shouldered more of the financial burden than my sister when I was living with her anyway, because I was pretty much the only one who'd buy groceries and supplies. Even shit like toilet paper, I was the only one to actually go out and purchase.

I have no idea. Right now, I'm in crippling debt and couldn't even move out if I wanted to, but if I weren't in debt, I still don't see how I'd be able to move out without pretty much abandoning my family. My mom just barely makes enough to cover rent and some groceries, so I need to cover electricity. And she wants to move to a bigger place so that we won't have to pay extra rent for that storage unit. A bigger place would have higher rent, so when we move, I'd be expected to share the rent.

I don't see how she'll ever be in a place to be financially independent, so I don't even know when when, if ever, I could move out without leaving her in financial struggle. Like, obviously I can't live with her forever, right? But if not, then when? When can I do it that wouldn't be a "bad time?"

Seems like you could simply eat them and make everyone happy

tfw younger people have it harder today by every metric except smart phones

i guess i needn't delete things for being too personal, huh

every person has it hard because being alive is pain

says the youngest present person

I don't think I'm having a good time

But then sometimes I wonder if maybe I am

There's no way to confirm it. There's just ways to feel it. You know what I'm saying?

I'm picking up what you're putting down

Thanks? But it's not my birthday. I am so confused :think:

don't fight it baby

don't fight it, feel it

*feels it*

Look up Parentification.

Don't go down with the ship, Disco King.

Morbid as it might sound, you can't wait until they're dead to live your own life.

Well this attempt at bait went pretty poorly on the whole didn't it

I'm just glad that fuzzyroes is banned from this board