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I hate this shithead. If I don't get my own place, I'm going to hurt her.

Ana54

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She acts hateful towards me for accidentally putting the bag of milk in the jug incorrectly and her then opening the fridge door and spilling it all. I said "Yes, I shouldn't have put it in the door." If she had not been yelling at me I would have cleaned it up instead of her, but she was totally unacceptable and unsympathetic. She yells at me for it and then when I tell her to not be hateful she says "You and your 'hating on me'." I have no respect for her. She acts like a 3-year-old so I treat her like a 3-year-old. It's like her project to develop a sense of shame even greater than the one I already have. Except I'm not going to take it any more. I yell right back at her telling her this. Yelling at her is taking the bait though. Then my dad tells me and her to both shut up, as though I was just as guilty as her. My friend was right; don't argue with a crazy person because nobody who witnesses the argument or part of it will be able to tell the difference. I am tired of this *****. I can't believe I keep staying her for a month longer, then a month longer. I am 22 and I haven't done anything with my life. I failed Stan and my little boy. I failed myself. I have no life because of this ***** that pushed me too hard to be better than she was. Thanks for ruining my life, Darlene Susan LePage. Go ahead and edit it out if you want, but I hate her so I'm going to do her the disservice of putting her name in here. I hope her employers find it. Not that she has has employers for a long time. Lazy **** weasel, making excuses for not finding a job, blames it all on us, and more loveliness.


I pay rent too and I don't deserve to be yelled at. If I spilled milk in my own place I would not have anyone yelling at me. I pay rent too; goddamnit.


I don't think a shelter will take me any more. And I don't want to go to a shelter; I want to keep my stuff.


She got upset when I told her I would find a place without her help and not give her my address and my phone number and not answer any emails from her. I am sick and tired of this ***** ruining my life being nice one minute and **** the next. My bf is right; her working me over has been a part of her life for so long that she feels empty without being able to do that.
 
I think what you are describing: is the universal experience of flatmates! They are always bad. Better finding friends, fellow aspies, rather than... etc. Don't kill her though; she wouldn't be around to appreciate 'the irony'.
 

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