I am LIVID (vent)

im actually so pissed. TW for abuse, poverty.

So i live with a long time friend and his parents—I had to leave my home because my mother was abusive. I earn my keep in the house by driving my friend to and from work.

There was a time where some serious things were wrong with my car and it needed VERY expensive repairs. ~$1600. Now, I own a dinky old 1999 Ford Escort. Very obviously a beater car. However, I can't afford to finance a car right now. So i decided the best course of action was to borrow money off of my friend's dad (they are pretty well off as a family) to pay for the repairs.

It was my friend's dad's idea to ask my friend to pitch in for the repairs. I wasn't about to ask him for any help.

My friend made the most enormous stink about it. He decided to pitch in $150, and after I thanked him, said "yeah, you SHOULD be thanking me. This is quite the chunk out of my wallet."

Mind you, this guy pays one bill. His phone. Doesn't pay rent or car insurance on the car he HAS BUT REFUSES TO DRIVE. AND he made around $2000 shortly after with a video game testing gig.

I pay car insurance, gas, my phone bill, and most repairs on my car. All while having less than he does in his checking account at most times. I put out $1200 TOWARD THOSE REPAIRS. YOU THINK THAT WASN'T A BLOW TO MY WALLET?

Now I am really seeing his true colors. He likes to think he's understanding of those in a lower tax bracket. He's not. He's an entitled fuck that doesn't understand the value of hard work. He complains when he has to work for four hours. He refuses to go to therapy to address the intrusive thoughts that get to him when he drives, as well as his many other issues. He refuses to leave the house or open windows for sunlight. He has no direction in terms of his career or life outside of his parents' house. This guy is not going to survive in the real world, and I pity him for it. It's really sad to see.

I bust my ass every day working in a deli and driving my beater car and going to college. I have leads on a very well-paying internship that might provide me with a company car. I am making something with my life. He is rotting in bed and complaining about his short shifts. Fuck this guy. He has absolutely no hussle, doesn't respect my work, and doesn't respect my autonomy with setting boundaries.

He thinks I'm stupid and paranoid, but who's going to be stupid when I move out and mommy and daddy can't take you to work anymore?