Well, I guess I might as well post this since it's been two weeks now.
Got forced into taking another job because household funds are low and my dickbag brothers don't seem to want to help out; so guess who has to carry them...
So, sorry if the art p ...
Oh boy, I sure love it when things go from bad to worse!
I'm going to write with down now before I burst into tears and have a panic attack.
Had another talk today, this time with my mother and step father.
He basically told me the landlord had enough and said "You can't live here anymore because Rent is always late".
The date we where given was June 30th.
The only silver lining in the dark cloud is the fact my step dad's doctor and boss is going out of their way to help us with at least giving us a list of new apartments to rent.
So, I guess that's it, 2 years was as long as we could keep the place...
My parents say, don't worry, but it'
I didn't think I'd be back here so quickly, but I guess that my "good vibes" had to end eventually.
Got an email today from my mother, it was addressed to everyone in the house.
For a while now, she has been working two jobs, just to help make ends meat.
She recently got fired from Microsoft since contract ended and has been looking for another job.
And she apparently was in talk with the landlord again, and they are getting upset again.
We had another one of those "Family Meetings" this time with both of my brothers.
And basically it turned into the "Randy and Ralph Show".
They say how worried they are about me, but their words ring h
It's going alright. Got a day job now, so I can help out my folks some since my older brothers don't feel inclined to do it. My hours are decent, I can still come home and draw or talk to my friends on Discord. Could be worse I suppose, and at the very least things seem to be evening out into something a bit more stable.