My Contradictions

and the endless cycle of euphoria and self-loathing

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I would like for once

ONCE to be able to sit on my couch before going to bed without fucking netflix just in silence and calmness but my fucking brother posts up on the couch from literally the second he wakes up until the moment he goes to bed watching fucking netflix. I am not exaggerating. The MOMENT he wakes up it goes on. I need silence. I need peace. I need to not have the tv constantly fuckin blaring in my ear. I am going crazy. He needs a job or a hobby or something. He doesn’t ever clean and just leaves dishes sitting out to get all crusty so someone else not only has to put them in the sink but also scrub it. The towel bar in the bathroom is still broken from when he snapped so there is nowhere to hang the towels. He eats EVERYTHING, like a gallon of milk in 2 days. A lb of meat in an hour, a loaf of bread in 2 day. I repeat, I am not over exaggerating. I swear to god. I am gonna snap all over his fucking sloth ass….again.

And the worse part is that my mom won’t even listen to me when I try to talk about it. She’s just happy that he is finally talking to her again even though the only reason he is, is because he got in a fight with my dad and stepmom and is no longer welcome in their home.

Our other roommate doesn’t say anything even though I KNOW it bothers her too because she can just stay at her boyfriends house and she does 5 out of 7 nights a week. So it’s just me that’s stuck with the suffering.

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