01.06.04 I have to get this off my chest and out of my brain before I blow up. I want to speak to my unwanted houseguest - R0bert - and tell him exactly what I think... only I am very upset, and its not even some things that I can say. First of all, it has been uncomfortable from the beginning. (Which was sometime around the first of December.) It's not just uncomfortable because I live in a one bedroom apartment with a grand total of 4 rooms alltogether (though it's cramped with just me & BF here...) but it's a little akward considering the past. I consider the "past" a lot. There was drama before because R0bert confessed his undying love for me and BF threatened to kick the shit out of him. Then BF forgave, but it's still touchy. Vent: The process of logically going crazy while trying to sort out my feelings. There are things about the situation that tug at my heart - then there are things that totally piss me off. Things that I think about now... *He has NO other place to go because he has NO parents or family. *He has no car or other transportation, yet holds a crappy fast-food job. He would spend his last dollar on BF - though he doesn't really have any money. *He's a super nice guy and would do anything you asked him to do. Things that I'm angry about... *It's not like I owe him anything - and yet I keep allowing him to live here on the sofa. Sleep till noon. Leave his mess around for me to pick up. *He is ALWAYS here. I can't even walk through my own bedroom in my underwear because my apartment is tiny. *Since he is always here, I never have any time to myself. Or with BF alone for that matter. *He has yet to offer to help out with anything - food, utilities, gas money, rent - or even to just clean up once in a while. *He hasn't mentioned anything about his plans for the future. Does he just plan to stay here forever??? ------ I don't know how to be mean or stern. I don't know how to go about the whole thing. All I know is that I'm getting more and more annoyed every day that passes. I keep thinking that he'll find himself a place to live. I keep thinking that he'll be gone when I get home one day. Has anyone else ever dealt with this? |
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