Finally, after years of suffering because of their bullshit, I'm finally moving out of my parents' house.
Truth be told, I would've moved out the day I turned 18 if I knew how to do it at the time, but of course that's yet another thing on the long ass list of things they underprepared me for.
And here I am at 20, still living in their bum ass attic, with each day pushing me closer to just grabbing a Draco rifle and ending everyone and everything in my life. And if I had suffered for a little bit longer, that probably would've been the case.
But then, something truly wonderful happened. I saw an apartment listing in my town. It's well under $500 a month, and seeing as how I make around $600 in 3 weeks rent isn't an issue. I called my Grandpa to come take a look with me and to see if after everything (food, utilities, gas money etc) it would still be within my budget. I called him because he's very knowledgeable with money and so his input would be very helpful.
And also because I'm an Autistic retard with ADHD as well, so I'd have no idea WTF I'm doing without outside help.
But my mom still has the gall to argue with him over it, when in my mind I'm thinking, "You should be THANKING him, he is potentially saving your LIVES."
Regardless of the initial difficulties, I'm excited to finally be rid of my parents' bullshit. Just as they have not been kind to each other during the decades they've been married, they have also not been kind to me.
They have been overprotective growth stunters, control freak tyrants, prudes who BlueBalled me at every turn, narcissistic abusers, and because they know it will get arise out of me, they even annoy me just for the fun of it.
Not to mention their Neurotypical Vagina Preference, but that's its own thread for another time.
Bottom line is this:
The days of them controlling me will be over, because I'll be a free man soon!
Truth be told, I would've moved out the day I turned 18 if I knew how to do it at the time, but of course that's yet another thing on the long ass list of things they underprepared me for.
And here I am at 20, still living in their bum ass attic, with each day pushing me closer to just grabbing a Draco rifle and ending everyone and everything in my life. And if I had suffered for a little bit longer, that probably would've been the case.
But then, something truly wonderful happened. I saw an apartment listing in my town. It's well under $500 a month, and seeing as how I make around $600 in 3 weeks rent isn't an issue. I called my Grandpa to come take a look with me and to see if after everything (food, utilities, gas money etc) it would still be within my budget. I called him because he's very knowledgeable with money and so his input would be very helpful.
And also because I'm an Autistic retard with ADHD as well, so I'd have no idea WTF I'm doing without outside help.
But my mom still has the gall to argue with him over it, when in my mind I'm thinking, "You should be THANKING him, he is potentially saving your LIVES."
Regardless of the initial difficulties, I'm excited to finally be rid of my parents' bullshit. Just as they have not been kind to each other during the decades they've been married, they have also not been kind to me.
They have been overprotective growth stunters, control freak tyrants, prudes who BlueBalled me at every turn, narcissistic abusers, and because they know it will get arise out of me, they even annoy me just for the fun of it.
Not to mention their Neurotypical Vagina Preference, but that's its own thread for another time.
Bottom line is this:
The days of them controlling me will be over, because I'll be a free man soon!
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