Little mini rant. in Give Me Mercy and a Minute now. I'm a bleed a little poison out.

So sister is here atm....she's made a few comments that pissed me off. First one...."Kyle never moved out, that's his fault." Ummm...About that. how am I supposed to move out when you people use ALL OF MY FUCKING MONEY. ESPECIALLY HER. I agreed to hold off getting a job last year to watch her kid under the agreement that she would pay me. Guess who is still in debt to me from that. My fault. Oh no. That is on you people. You all lean on me too god damn much and because of my saintly generosity....I've helped and it has cost me the ability to move out. My fault my ass. How about we look at how much money I've given you people. How about all the labor I have done for you people. My fault? Fuck off. I may never have moved out, but at least I am fucking responsible enough to look at my lease and know when I have to be out, and plan ahead. Fucking bitch.

Then there's the second comment. "That's all I need you to do." My response. "That's never all you need from me." She says "yes it is"....Closed the door before she could continue talking. Unappreciative bitch.

I was very close to blowing up and being like..."My fault?" Pray do tell...who is in debt to me? Who has asked me for money, time, to watch your kid, to fix your tech, to move your furniture, to assemble furniture? My fault for not moving out...how much money pay checks have I given to them to help them get control of their shit? My fault. Oh no, not my fault. Maybe my fault that I allowed it....but certainly not my fault, because I can easily afford to move out if my pay checks were my own.

How about a little respect for the person holding you god damn people up? How about a little respect for the person that YOU ALL FUCKING TURN TO ALL THE GOD DAMN TIME? How about some respect for the guy that has sacrificed soo much just to help you people out.

Fuck off...Fuck off...Go fuck yourself. God damn bitch.