Making Ends MeetBack in October, I had to get a room-mate to make ends meet.
For two and a half years I have fought tooth and nail to stay above water. Working, 50 to 60 hrs a week. Back a year ago, I worked 70 plus hrs a week till I fell down and hurt myself.
I have always been a private soul, I keep to myself and.. work, eat, sleep and do it all over again.
Fighting my depression, loneliness... dreaming of a better life. I will pull it off too, just have a hard time .. at times.. keeping my head straight.
Now I share my house... no longer a home. I lock myself up in my bedroom, spend time here on EP, and wait. For what? huh?
I am a neat nut, he is not. I clean for a living and ... fight to keep my ... house clean. I am not happy with my situation!!
He has a bird that he never...NEVER cleans up after. I got tired of the birdshit, the feathers flying. And the bird never shuts up, always making these very loud sounds....blah blah blah. My heating bill is higher than I have ever seen it. I raised hell, he agrees to pay more than half of the bill since I am not at home but a few hours during the day and I sleep here. AND he likes it warmer than I can afford.
The worse part of having a room-mate is.. I can't get comfortable in my house anymore.
Need to get a tv in this bedroom of mine. He has the rest of the house..
It was my idea to get a room-mate but... once again, I cut my nose off! sigh...
So when you all see me swing with emotions.. this is what is happening to me.
On top of it all, I miss my love so much. Icing on the cake.
Lord help me to ... make life better, worth living.
I miss my home!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I want to go home!!!!!!!!!!!!!!