Ok..


Im totally over people who are just, well.. Jerks.

My parents are total jerks.

I use their car to go to the grocery store thats no more than 3/4 a mile up the road, and they honestly expect me to put gas in it.

I didnt think I needed to.

But since I didnt, they refuse to let me use the car tomorrow to take the kids to their doctors appointments.

I put gas in that car everytime I use it, when I go further than a couple miles.

When they used our car before they got theirs, they didnt put gas in it if they went a mile up the road. And we didnt expect them to. Thats just insane.

My parents use me and .Rob for our money. Thats the only reason we're at all welcome in this house. They make us pay $300 a month for rent, and if we dont/cant pay because of unavoidble reasons, we're told to (and I quote) "get the hell out of my house." they dont care that their grandkids would be sleeping on the street. As long as they get their money.

Yes, robs mom can be a health forum. But atleast she wouldnt tell us we cant use her car to take the kids to the doctor.

The other day, .Caitlyn was sick and I needed to take her to the doctor, and my mother told me I couldnt use her car because she was afraid we would (get this..)

use it to go to a restaurant while we were out!!!!
since they didnt have the money to eat out, we cant either... And she makes sure of it. (even tho thats not why we needed the car.)

seriously. We couldnt use it to take her to the doctor because of that.

So we're going back to .Illinois.

But this time, we're going to be living on our own and not with .M.I.L. We already have a place pretty much... A friend of .Robs mom has a nice ranch house 3 bedroom with a huuuge yard (its like, 2 acres) and he's going to be making $2 more an hour up there.

Annnnnd (yay!!!) my best friend .Kelly is moving with us. :d :d :d :d :d :d :d :d :d

but still..
Im so sick of feeling like a damn boarder here.

My uncle pays whenever he wants... Usually the little bit of money he gets he spends it on crack. (seriously) the other day, after trying several different sob stories on my grandma, he couldnt get money from her becuase she knew what he *really* needed it for and his mentally handicapped autistic brother comes out and goes, "here, .Pat, I have $65 you can borrow."

beleive it or not that problem took the money.

He's payed rent to my parents *.M.A.Y.B.E* twice in the last month (he pays weekly $100) and he gave prolly 20 or 30 bux. But if we mention once that we may not be able to give all or something, .B.A.M out comes the *get the hell outta my house.*

all that my uncle has done to our family and he's still here. But my kids and I have to get out because we need our money for something else???

Hello!!! Im your .D.A.U.G.H.T.E.R!!!! Not a stranger boarding at your home. Get a life.

So goodbye, mom. (i know shes reading this... Shes a nosey health forum.)
you had your chance to start treating me like a daughter instead of a burden like you have my .E.N.T.I.R.E life.

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sorry guys I had to vent.