Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Homeless

My parents had to file for bankruptcy due to the massive amount of money that Bozo and Yoda caused them hemorrhage. Neither of them think that they did anything wrong! That's the kicker, they think they were entitled to all of it. All the money to help Bozo while he was in prison then there was the car for Yoda. I told them, damnit I TOLD THEM not to do those things, that it would be a bad idea. They didn't listen. So here we are. On the verge. If anything goes awry with the bankruptcy, we could loose the house.

Mom told me this yesterday. We could loose the house and she doesn't feel like she should have to give up space when we move into the camper, should things come to that. That means that I am out on my damned ear! I am the only one who never treated my parents like shit, who never thought I was entitled to anything, who has done everything that they asked even when I knew it would turn out wrong. Mom doesn't want to let me just sleep there! "I want a place for my things," she tells me. That's fine, I'll sleep on the fucking floor! But no, if we loose the house, I am officially homeless.

I feel like everything I have ever done to help my parents means nothing. I can't afford a place to live! Not on the fucking pathetic amount that my job pays. Fuck it, I may just move to Oregon or something. Mum and dad don't really want me here anyway. I was fool to think otherwise. My parents were the only ones that never betrayed me and here I am, on the verge of being homeless and on the street.

This all comes to a head in October, we'll know more then. I'll figure something out. I always do.

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