Today I start getting my stuff ready for moving out of my moms and into my new apartment. Its been...seven, eight years since the situation up on Bell fell apart and I ended up back living with my family. Years where I'd save up to move, find someone interested in getting a place and having everything collapse. Lost jobs, having to replace a broken down car, SOMETHING. Despite the giant pain it is to move my piles of books and the fact that my disposable income is SEVERELY whittled down I need this. Only having to pay a token amount in rent isn't worth the expense of how my family treats me. They repeat things to me constantly. Like I'm a child. And it drives me up a FUCKING WALL. I've been allowing myself to coast along because I enjoyed having the extra money to spend on myself. To be able to slowly but surely dig out much of the lingering debt from the aborted attempt at college and the ruinous move to Colorado. Maybe, just maybe, if I'm not living with them my family will REMEMBER to treat me as an adult. And possibly with just the smallest amount of respect that I CAN survive on my own...
Jul. 26th, 2007
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Thursday Night Thinking
Jul. 26th, 2007 08:47 pmFor this week's TNT we follow Dave of Narbonic Labs as he journeys back in time to when he was six.

Narbonic Labs: Don't you wish you worked there?

Narbonic Labs: Don't you wish you worked there?