I am so pissed off right now, I don’t even know where to begin. My boyfriend and I live with his parents, and I’m ready to freak out. It’s not so much my bf’s dad, but his mom! She is a busy body: constantly going through our room, looking through our shit, moving things, telling us what to do, when to wake up, signing me up for things before discussing it with me, eating MY food that I pay for, opening my bills… there is NO privacy whatsoever. I went out last night and spent $60 on sushi, hardly ate because my stomach was acting up, so I just left it in the fridge. Well I come home after work thinking “oh, I’ll have some of that delicious sushi from last night” only to find that it’s gone. Their response? “Anything in the fridge is up for grabs.” No, anything you BOUGHT in the fridge is up for grabs. I was raised to not touch shit you didn’t buy, and if you wanted to have some, you fucking ask! Maybe I’m just being a brat, but it’s the way I feel.
So come join me in the pchats so I can move out and be a happy Tori once again, grr!