My time

Once Trey was in my life, I had an opinion on things that I felt were important, like the house being clean for my kid to crawl. As I mentioned before, all of us back at our parents, Nick has 2 daughters that he gets every other weekend. Then Ben and his girlfriend, me and Treyson, and my parents staying in a 3 bedroom, one bathroom, Bi-level house. Ben and the girlfriend loved to cook, but not clean. Come to find out, they didn’t offer to help with bills, like I was. Nick had moved out so things weren’t as hectic but there were still so many issues. 

One day I finally snapped at Ben and his girlfriend. It was bad enough I had to live there due to the money issues and debt I was in due to Trey being born and Tyler’s bad decisions. I had to deal with my brother and his girlfriends messes, my mothers narcissistic and hoarding issues, and my watch my poor dad live a horrible life. 

I was trying so hard to keep my head down, just work hard and soon get out on my own again. I tried to focus on my future with Treyson and no one else mattered. That is until the drama was back, my mom wouldn’t come straight home and dad asking if I knew where she was. I wouldn’t know since we weren’t getting along and only talked to her about Trey when it was necessary. 

Maybe it all piled up on me, or maybe I was sick and tired of watching my family use each other daily and not put effort into really anything. I finally told my brother that him and his girlfriend need to clean up after themselves. I shouldn’t have to work 12 hours, come home to clean for another hour before going to bed. His girlfriend didn’t work and she made it known she didn’t want to work. That’s when things got worse and I had to say something to my parents.