I hate you because you don't recognize anything that I have to do everyday. I hate how no matter how many times I ask you to do something you can't. I hate the way we fight every day about smoking cigarettes in the house and every day you say you wont anymore yet every day within ten minutes you do it again. I hate the way I have to take all the blame for the house being messy when in fact I have already cleaned it 5 times and you just come along and mess it up again. I hate when I cook and you make faces at my cooking even though the week before you said you loved what i am making and it is the reason I am making it again. I hate that you can't shut doors, shut drawers, put the covers back on things, I hate the way you talk around our kids. I hate the way you make me out to be a bitch when if you would help me I wouldn't have to be that way. I hate the way that you walk by the living room and have comments to say about what kind of parent I am in the 5 minutes you are walking by yet you are in your room all day and all night long. I hate how you give the kids cookies and snacks all day long because you want them to be "happy" you yell at me because I am trying to teach them to play with one toy at a time. You treat my attempts to better myself as an inconveince to you. You are unable to commit to any decision you make I don't remember one single promise you've kept. You don't listen to me when i say we are just roommates, not partners. You insult me for fighting with the school to more services for our daughter because you would rather her fail then be labled "special needs". You constantly throw the fact you "work outside the house" in my face. Like me going to college, having my own business, and taking care of my kids isn't enough on my plate. I also have cleaning up after 3- 4 kids, three grownups, and cleaning up after myself. Even when you actually will help by cooking you make a mess that is three times as time consuming to clean as if I had just cooked it myself. You refuse to go shopping, you refuse to put gas in the car unless you absolutely have to, you even refuse to go to your own friends houses. You bitch because no one does your laundry because I have to pick and choose what gets done each day. I am sick of food I buy for meals and school snacks disappearing all over the place. I am sick of you blaming our six year old for you breaking my computer (which had my school work, and business work on it).
I hate the way you talk to my other daughter as if you know what it is like to be a full time, single parent. Something you have never done. I don't fake my past, I don't deny my weaknesses, I don't try and hide any flaw that I have. As of today, I am not hiding yours either. I shouldn't feel like a failure everyday because I can clean, cook, do laundry, go to school, go to appointments, handle money, and 7000 thousand other things by myself. Having 3 other adults in the house is more work not less. Think of how much less laundry they'd be for myself and my kids! How much less expenses. Having you in the house costs MORE then is worth it.
I hate you and I want you out of my life.
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