Gaslighting two faced narcissistic c***. Trying to f****** play my brother and I against each other after we let you into our f****** home to give you a place to get back on your feet, f*** you. You preach you’re woke but only want to see the world through your eyes and what your fairweather a** finds acceptable that day, otherwise all other f****** neuroses and nuance is lost on you while you scream at how everything is triggering you at the people YOU’RE triggering. Well f****** done.
We’ve been wracked with guilt over the idea of you leaving with nowhere else to go and end up ‘sleeping in the streets’ as you claimed to do, so we keep gritting out teeth and white knuckling our hands to put up with your victim screeches whenever we try to establish boundaries, letting your s*** carry on unfettered while you begin to sprawl out all your s*** and take over more and more of OUR place.
I wish we’d never tried to take you in because now we’re the bad people no matter what we do and ESPECIALLY if it ever leads to trying to kick you out because oh wee now we’re the ones who made you homeless again boo hoo hoo.
You know, I WONDERED how you stayed homeless for even a minute after leaving that legitimately s*** husband- for someone so immensely popular as you, with dozens of comments and friends saying they want to help and asking where you are relative to them so they can chip in, and yet no one else wanted to let you stay the night here and there?
I think I’m starting to understand why.
“She never helps me with anything, and I’m INJURED dude, my spinal column blah blah blah”
“Oh geez oh no, are you sure you dont want help?”
“No it’s fine, I got it!!”
“Are you sure…?? I..”
“NOPE I got it, dont worry!”
“She’s just so lazy”
“HEY, sorry for the short notice but I gotta drive up to moms this weekend, she’s really sick and I found out she hasnt eaten in nearly 3 whole days and hasnt been able to leave her bed, OH oh s***, also!, I might not make it home tonight on time, I need to drop off my friend at her job and then she needs someone to pick her up because the last train leaves at 10 but she doesn’t get off work til 11-”
“Well are you still gonna be able to take me to my appointments on Wednesday?”
“UHH, YY…ES, Wednesday, and one was in the afternoon right? Okay lemme reschedule with carpool friend to Thursday, I’m so happy for her, she’s finally going to be able to buy a car and wants me to go shopping with her to make sure they dont pull any s***- okaaaaaayGOT IT, we’re good for Wednesday, she texted me back!”
“‘K.”
“Ohmygod I’m so sorry I’m coming home so late, I had to drive 9 hours when we only thought it would be three, her job didnt communicate with her and her patient refused to cooperate, but we both thought it would work out and since moms still sick I decided I could probably make it back to her instead of here, cause I wanna keep an eye on her, you know? BUT THEN friend calls RIGHT as I finish picking up fabric softener and litter for mom, JOB CANCELLED so she can go home but is stranded in Malibu at client house HNNNGHGH I COULD PROLLY MAKE IT THERE AND BACK but yeah that’s why day late, here’s your laundry btw okay uh tbh gonna go pass out now, feelin kinda sick maybe did too much idk k ‘night”
“…and she’s an enabler, she’s trying to get me to f*** all these guys”
“Hey hon, you okay?”
“UUUUUUGH IM SO- I JUST WANNA HAVE S** ohmygod, just UGH, f***, dude you know the last person who was inside me was my f****** gynecologist?”
“. . .that’sss… uh, yeah, yikes. S****.”
“I just wanna go out have a nice time, drink, smoke, and have S** damnit is that so bad!?”
“Heck no, treat yo’self, hon. What happened to bj guy last month or whatever?”
“Oh he’s done, nope. I gave him the most mind shattering orgasms he’d ever had and he just kept being a shot, I tried to open up to him but I dont WANT to and he KNOWS me so he knows we just wanted to keep it simple, but then we had this moment and then like blah blah blah”
“[Forever nods]”
“…but in the end, he didnt know what a f****** treasure he had. I finally opened up to him, I gave him all this s*** and he just sits there and doesn’t f****** get it. F*** it, I’m not staying with someone who doesn’t appreciate what they’re given, we’re done, its over”
“S***.. sorry hon.”
“Oh hey can you make me that raspberry amaretto cream thing I made the first day I got here? I just really want a drink right now, I’m just over all this”
“I understand, it’s cool, and if you want you should just go at your place, do what makes you happy, you know? I mean that’s what you’re always saying to us all the time ever since we’ve known you! And you’re right! Huh? OH yeah sure, totally!”
“Yeahhh, you’re right, thanks for listening. I’m so glad I can talk to someone about this stuff you know? Just kick back and girl talk- oh and make it STRONG for me, would you?”
“Sure, dude, I got ya! Just equal parts everything, then, yeah? And yeah, you’ll bounce back, it’ll be okay!”
“Thaaaankss. Ah oh yeah that’s great perfect, whew! You’re good! I’m gonna go out and have a smoke and look at hot cars passing by. Be back later!”
“Okay cool, bye!”
But yeah no go ahead and blow up at my brother telling him I’m trash behind my back– I love how you always want to talk so much to me but when I’m drained and ask my bro if you also ever exhaust him like this, I find you HAVENT SPOKEN TO HIM SINCE YOU GOT HERE, WHAT THE F***, but no by all means, keep talking my ear off, give me no personal space or quiet time to do my own s*** and relax in my own home when I finally get a moment to sit down.
F*** you get the f*** out of my place.