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Aug. 18th, 2010 04:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
stormdraconaSo its finally come down to it.
We officially can't do the mortgage an the job interviews I had blew through-to inexperienced etc. Its so bad over here they can nitpick on if your shoes are gloss or flat black (which I had flat black flats. I kid you not) and what sucks is they can do that too apparently.
After this month-we're officially in foreclosure. They sent the notice the 13th that we had to pay or get ready to GTFO.
Well. Can't pay it, thanks to CAN being late douches an us having to pay late fees on everything.
So I'm sitting here crying because theres nothing I can do. I can't work with my back up plan because-that requires a job. And time that I just lost. I'm giving away 4 of my horses to start, probably going to be giving away more since I can't seem to sell them.
The boys are probably gone now, the house has fallen /apart/ and literally they do the minimum to keep thier stay-after we yell at them to actually get up at noon an go do what thier supposed to- and thats all. An they half ass that. An now we ask that they help witht he house its suddenly /so much to do/ to actaully clean up after themselves and the animals they wanted. They're leaving to 'get away from the stress' when they just went all day to Six Flags. Where was I? Here at the house. Cleaning.
What was I doing today? Cleaning. Fixing broken washing machine. Cleaning, dealing with mental breakdown. Them? Coming in an /bitching/ that thier lives are so hard when they didn't even have to pay for the clothes on thier back.
I think being the nice guy sucks, and I'm done with it. They don't give a damn, so why should we? I'm done feeling used like this. Just me dad and Kay who actually gives a shit an even trys to help cover some bills AND helps clean.
Probably be better that way since ya know easier to find a place for 3 people instead of 6.
What'd I do wrong to get the way it is? Running a therapy barn and helping another barn, helping everyone so we can try an pretend we're happy and all I get is a slap in the face. Dads a wreak-I don't blame him. I am to. Since I'm the only one with credit to even attempt to get a place. But no job so they won't even look at me. 680 credit score and I can't even co sign a $4k car.
I don't know what to do anymore. I'm turning 21 this October, and by then I'll probably be on the streets if not sooner. So I guess this is just my heads up I'll probably be disapearing. Don't know when I'll be back.
We officially can't do the mortgage an the job interviews I had blew through-to inexperienced etc. Its so bad over here they can nitpick on if your shoes are gloss or flat black (which I had flat black flats. I kid you not) and what sucks is they can do that too apparently.
After this month-we're officially in foreclosure. They sent the notice the 13th that we had to pay or get ready to GTFO.
Well. Can't pay it, thanks to CAN being late douches an us having to pay late fees on everything.
So I'm sitting here crying because theres nothing I can do. I can't work with my back up plan because-that requires a job. And time that I just lost. I'm giving away 4 of my horses to start, probably going to be giving away more since I can't seem to sell them.
The boys are probably gone now, the house has fallen /apart/ and literally they do the minimum to keep thier stay-after we yell at them to actually get up at noon an go do what thier supposed to- and thats all. An they half ass that. An now we ask that they help witht he house its suddenly /so much to do/ to actaully clean up after themselves and the animals they wanted. They're leaving to 'get away from the stress' when they just went all day to Six Flags. Where was I? Here at the house. Cleaning.
What was I doing today? Cleaning. Fixing broken washing machine. Cleaning, dealing with mental breakdown. Them? Coming in an /bitching/ that thier lives are so hard when they didn't even have to pay for the clothes on thier back.
I think being the nice guy sucks, and I'm done with it. They don't give a damn, so why should we? I'm done feeling used like this. Just me dad and Kay who actually gives a shit an even trys to help cover some bills AND helps clean.
Probably be better that way since ya know easier to find a place for 3 people instead of 6.
What'd I do wrong to get the way it is? Running a therapy barn and helping another barn, helping everyone so we can try an pretend we're happy and all I get is a slap in the face. Dads a wreak-I don't blame him. I am to. Since I'm the only one with credit to even attempt to get a place. But no job so they won't even look at me. 680 credit score and I can't even co sign a $4k car.
I don't know what to do anymore. I'm turning 21 this October, and by then I'll probably be on the streets if not sooner. So I guess this is just my heads up I'll probably be disapearing. Don't know when I'll be back.
