2 years

my friend's grandma died 2 years ago. she promise she'd get job first year of staying with us and that she'd get her own place.

never fucking happened. her never had a job, spent all my money. And apparently doesn't believe in  vet checking her fucking boyfriends.

the boyfriend she was with that told her she could stay in her apartment, told her he was 26 years old. he was 36. her next bf she left to ohio she knew him for 3 months and moved in with him. she gave me her cats that she loved.

she loved them so much she abandoned them at her old apartment. for 4 months. my mom was the one feed them. she was  supposed to go with her and clean out the litter boxes she never went there to do that

.she told be she was being kicked out soon but that was a lie because i found out she had 6 months before she would have had to leave. and come back to me. her id expired the first 8-months she was with us.

saying that no one would hire her. any time i told her of some way we could make money under the table to help in some way, she wouldn't wanna go with me or anything. she'd have this look on her face like she dreaded having a job.

i'm getting sick and tired of her being here. i want gone so i can have my room back.

yea room, she sleeps in my room and i trip or step on her almost all the time. i feel bad but i want my room back.

also when she thought she was going to leave. she got all snarky about everything and even threated to sue us if we didn't give her the cats back. that she abandoned and gave to us.

she also didn't take care of them. i feed them, paid for the litter, cleaned the cat box( which was her only job, before we just asked her to do the dises. ) cleaned up their throw up. brushed them and got them toys and cat tree.

she said she was gonna sue us to get the cats back when she got an apartment. and let me make this clear. she didn't have job. she had no apartment or anywhere to go. she thought she going to go live with someone else untill it fell through and then told me sorry for acting that way. she knew she would not have been able to bring the cats even if it didn't fall through.

she gets upset when we ask her to clean up after herself or do her one chore. if it takes her away from her vr world she hates it.

i've just started to do it my self instead of waiting for her to do her job once every 2 weeks. i just do it and saves me the time of her throwing a damn pity party for herself.

she gave us the microwave and then would say she left was taking it with her by saying it was her grandma's.

yea well i had to scrub the crap out the glass plate because there was bacon greece and something else hard crusted on to it.

the pan for her air fryer was coated in bured chicked crisps and they were stuck on there bad.

" oh i could never let that happen to her microwave" " i would never let that happen to the air fryer" bitch it was way worse then me or my mom making bacon in the microwave or using the air fryer for some burritos. be so fucking for real here.

she said she would get a job in the first year and help pay rent. but all she did was lay around and do nothing but use my money buy snacks, alcohol and maybe some clothes. ( pants and a pair of shorts. ) my mom got her shirts and some underwear but she dosen't wear but still says. " i don't have any new clothes "

you have clothes for fuck sakes! " all mine have holes in them " then get the saw it up i guess. but i know that it bullshit because i done her laundry.

i have also cook meals for her. but she as never cook anything for me unless you count the time she made a hot potato. that was it.

we have let her stay here with out making her pay the rent she said she was going to pay. we she eats here free and dosen't help worth a fuck.

" i'm treated like a maid " if you were a fucking maid your ass would have been fired a long time ago bitch.

you have been here 2 year. it's time to go. and when you go so will my brother. no one is staying with us any more the free rides are over. Period.

i have being mean but this is for my health here. My back molars are chipping away and i am grinding my teeth at night and in the day.

my ulcer is started to act up from stress and all i want is just have my break down in peace.

over all i just don't have the emotional energy to do anything else but to cry after they leave and just thank god i have my room and home back

also p.s sorry for this being so long. I'm using this websiteas a way to vent all my frustrations.

but i would like a listening ear and some advice.