All Aboard the Drama Train
This has been several days in coming now.
Your verbal attacks on me behind my back need to stop, immediately. Just because I don't use Facebook doesn't mean I don't know everything that you say about Kei and I. It's probably one of the least secure websites to talk shit about people, and it's definitely not appreciated.
We have provided you a place to stay for nearly the last two years, a year and a half of which you have been unemployed or otherwise unable to pay rent. We were fine with that, hoping it would give you a chance to get situated and make further plans to better yourself and your financial position. Unfortunately, it hasn't done that. In fact you've shown no inclination to budget yourself when you have been employed, and shown little effort in improving your employability. Suggestions to you, whether about yourself or how we want to do things, are met with disrespectful back talk and mumbling curses at us.
Yeah, we don't agree on how things should be, but that doesn't give you a license to tell all our friends we're the worst people in the world, especially when you've been living off of our charity for nearly two years.
So we ask for rent? Why is that a big deal? Not only have we not asked for it while you're unemployed, but renting you a room in a large house for $350/month -including- utilities (soon to be $400/month) is ridiculously cheap by any standard. You can't get government housing that good. Bitching about rent just because we let you live at the house for free when you're unemployed does nothing but make you look like a leach and frustrate us.
We don't agree on how to train a dog. First of all, she's our dog , and secondly despite what you may think we have more experience than you do. I've lived with others dogs (who I've trained), and read books on the subject. Keryn has infinitely more experience than I do having grown up with dogs and done work in a kennel. Telling people we don't know what we're doing is childish and ignorant of the facts.
We don't agree on how to take care of my property. It's my property, and I worked hard to get here. That you think I somehow don't deserve it? Let me remind you that I grew up with three brothers and a single parent that made under $9,000 a year. I worked hard to plot my course to get where I am today. Just because I don't take care of my lawn/garden/home the way you imagine the house should be taken care of does not mean I don't care or that I don't deserve where I've gotten.
You think everything was handed to me, but the only thing I got from my parents was encouragement to persue the things I wanted to do. My father may own a farm, and a well off farm at that, but he was pretty absent most of my life, especially financially. I took training in high school to prep for college, I seeked out the grants I needed and wrote letters to achieve the finances to pay for it, and I went and achieved my goals. After college I worked to groom my credit, and happily took any jobs I could get. I saved up money and eventually bought the things I have today. During that time I attempted to help you as best I could, including but not limited to advising you to get your GED back in 2000. I offered to coach you on subjects you were weak on, and try to arrange transport to the test. For years there were always excuses from you on why you weren't able to do it. It took eleven years for you to finally do it.
You talk about how I make irrational decisions and don't know what I'm doing, yet you continually shoot yourself in the foot. I've done all I can to give you support to make your life better, but then you turn around and shit on me behind my back. It's been going on for a long time now and I'm finally done with it.
You have a choice, you can chill out, stop throwing temper tantrums, and make plans to achieve your goals without shitting on the generosity of friends or you can move the fuck out. We're tired of the temper tantrums, grudges, backtalking and general nasty attitude you have had the last year.