Heres my rant and vent. Sorry I should like a snob. Maybe I’m just a brat.
Here we go.
My parents came into a bit of money because of all the shit that happened to my dad with his ankle. So everyone got “presents”, if you will, because my family thought we all deserved it after struggling financially for so long. My brother got an expensive music thing, my parents paid the last $1000 and change on my car to pay it off, my mom got a tablet… etc etc etc. My brother makes music. And its awesome. Its weird and different and he’s really into it My parents continued to buy my brother things for his music for Christmas and stuff. Which is totally cool. He uses his laptop a lot and because he uses it so much I guess he already needs a new one. Even though he got it 2 Christmas ago. So I was cooking breakfast this morning and my parents got my brother and sat him down in the living room and I heard them discussing his laptop. And they gave him two options: take over Uncle Tas’ desktop computer or they would buy him a new laptop (limit was $400). My heart literally dropped. I understand I am 6 years older with a job and shit but my parents literally have a heart attack when I ask for help or money or something. Danny just turned 18 and doesnt have a job and has no interest in a job. I’ve had a job since I was 17. I bought my car myself, my first laptop myself and literally everything I have. I moved out at 20 and was living on my own for three years (paying ALL my bills with very very very very very little help from my parents because for the most part I got it) until shit hit the fast last year.
The problem is… I’m extremely jealous and bitter. I need so many things. New clothes, for one. Because I am losing so much weight. I barely have any money now because I lost my management job and took a huge pay cut going to OD. Granted, my parents dont charge me rent or anything since I moved back but I dont know why I get the third degree when I ask for help or anything. Yet Danny can get a new laptop and a $250 record player and a $150 midi-control machine and a $100 mic and blah blah blah… the list literally goes on.
I want to go to cosmology school and when I told my parents they were worried about how much money it would be. I feel like they always cater to Danny and anything I want is just a no.
I dont mean to sound like a brat but this happens all the time to me. Maybe I’m being ridiculous… I dont know. I dont even know if I should bring it up to my parents because I dont want to sound ungrateful or bratty. I honestly just dont think its fair.
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