And no one does anything about it. The garage is packed full with shit that is unopened and hardly used, empty containers and trash stuffed away in corners. For years I've been hearing about how you will clean it all out and make the garage a living space but I gave up believing that years ago.
The kitchen... it is awful. Dishes pile up everywhere because you don't understand the concept of a dishwasher. Food is left out, food the spoils, overnight and for days... then I end up putting it in tupperwares, refrigerating it, only to see it spoiled and rotten when I inevitably have to clean out the disgusting, moldy refrigerator that you STUFF with food and produce you barely use. What is so hard about not wasting, about eating leftovers the next day instead of insisting that you buy more food to make an entirely new meal while last night's dinner ends up migrating to the back of the fridge only to metamorphosize into a disgusting, liquidy black mess?
I just cleaned the fridge and it makes me hate living here, hate living with all you disgusting pigs who yell at me for not putting away my dishes or food right away even though I'm the cleanest person in this house, I do your dishes almost every day because if I don't, they pile up and smell like shit which drives me crazy, I have to take the dishes and half-eaten food from your room that you aren't even supposed to have because you are a self-centered and cruel fuck that doesn't give a shit about doing work around the house.
And I have nowhere else to go. That is the worst part. I am young and I financially depend on you because of my precarious mental state. You don't seem to understand how much a clean and healthy environment means to me and I don't think you could provide that if you tried. Most days it is so. Fucking. Hard. for me to get out of bed and function because of my depression and then I am confronted with laundry, dishes, trash, and filthy surfaces that no one else will take care of so I try my hardest to get it done if I can, yet you still criticize me. Fuck you. I spend my brief periods of motivation cleaning this house because I find it repulsive and all it does is prevents a bigger pile up of shit. No matter how hard I try, the filth settles back in because you people are honestly just plain disgusting, careless, and unaware of anything other than yourselves and what you want to do.
Just try to be a little environmentally friendly with your crazy food purchases, try to put your dishes away after you eat or drink, try to get your trash alllllll the way to the trashcan instead of leaving it on the floor or worse... stuffing it into nooks and crannies and under your fucking bed. And for God's sake, when you finish snacks, don't put the empty packaging back in the fucking pantry.
I hate it here. I hate my life. I hate this house. I hate this filth I live in.
Submitted October 07, 2015 at 03:38AM by thedailyblerg http://ift.tt/1MdoIlx offmychest
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