Yes, I appreciate that you allow me to live with you, in this rather lousy little apartment that you own, while I’m completely broke and recovering from severe illness. I can’t give you any money now, but I iron all of our clothes, have put together our coffee table (IKEA-style, but not actually IKEA), sweep and dust the whole place and cook some of your food and all of mine. Yet I still feel deeply ashamed for somehow taking advantage of you.
That said, your shouting at me in that shrill, hysterical voice is not exactly pleasant, but I can bear with it.
But please, stop putting the TV volume at 12 and then acting like I’d tried to rape you when your favourite zany-assed telenovela is on and I politely ask you to turn it down because I want to read.
I want to get out of here.
Okay, this was lame, but I had to get it off my chest.
Of the options that the person paying the rent is a (dubious) friend, a(n older?) relative, or a significant other, Kalhoun hopes that it is not the last.
And remember people, whenever you are extending generousity to a person by giving them a place to stay, it is your right and practically your obligation to be a complete ass to the person you’re helping. You know, to help even things out a little on the karma end.
It’s a relative, not a significant other. And thanks for the earplugs suggestion, Maastricht. It’s not that easy to find good ones though.
And yeah, I’m in a rather crappy situation right now…trying to get things sorted out…but my major problems are not really with that person; we usually get along - usually. But sometimes we really piss eachother off, which adds to my frustration.
The OP was a bit of much-needed venting.