So we're in a financial war with my father at the moment. It started when he punched someone out and lost his job over it, and, with that, he was kicked from his girlfriend's house. So he came to stay with us for a while.
It was fun having him around, for the most part. His unemployment money took enough time to come on, but it was relatively peaceful.
Then, he and Ma start fighting again. They've been divorced for about six years, and thank goodness for that. They can't get along for extended periods of time.
So Ma eventually kicks dad out over some imaginary bullshit, because she loves starting drama. Dad then takes off to Chicago, and, since Ma banned us from talking to him(she seriously seizes my phone on a regular basis to check if I've messaged him or not), he refuses to pay our child support.
It's been three weeks since he left. Our grandparents on Ma's side of the family are paying for everything but food, and that's only because we're on food stamps.
I'm applying for a job at Food Lion, if that's anything at all. Hopefully next month I'll be able to pay my phone bill, cuz I sure as hell can't this month.
To top it off, the only thing--and I mean the ONLY thing--that my mom will talk about now is what a horrible person my dad is, and she hates the fact that I don't outright hate him like the rest of my family.
First of all, our youngest brother is eleven. He doesn't understand any of this crap.
Second of all, my lardass brother doesn't hate him either. He's just pretending that he does in order to kiss up to my mother.
And, of course, since my dad's agnostic, I am no longer allowed to be. Mom literally won't let me eat unless I cross myself.
Fuck my life.
Bonus complaint: I CANNOT DRAW ANYTHING. It's been fucking six months man. I have not done anything productive.
Bonus bonus complaint: I just wrote something absolutely terrifying [link] I'm now afraid of weeaboos.
I thought that since it's the summertime I'd be having a ton of ideas and time and have new deviations flowing in like diarrhea. I have no ideas though.
It was fun having him around, for the most part. His unemployment money took enough time to come on, but it was relatively peaceful.
Then, he and Ma start fighting again. They've been divorced for about six years, and thank goodness for that. They can't get along for extended periods of time.
So Ma eventually kicks dad out over some imaginary bullshit, because she loves starting drama. Dad then takes off to Chicago, and, since Ma banned us from talking to him(she seriously seizes my phone on a regular basis to check if I've messaged him or not), he refuses to pay our child support.
It's been three weeks since he left. Our grandparents on Ma's side of the family are paying for everything but food, and that's only because we're on food stamps.
I'm applying for a job at Food Lion, if that's anything at all. Hopefully next month I'll be able to pay my phone bill, cuz I sure as hell can't this month.
To top it off, the only thing--and I mean the ONLY thing--that my mom will talk about now is what a horrible person my dad is, and she hates the fact that I don't outright hate him like the rest of my family.
First of all, our youngest brother is eleven. He doesn't understand any of this crap.
Second of all, my lardass brother doesn't hate him either. He's just pretending that he does in order to kiss up to my mother.
And, of course, since my dad's agnostic, I am no longer allowed to be. Mom literally won't let me eat unless I cross myself.
Fuck my life.
Bonus complaint: I CANNOT DRAW ANYTHING. It's been fucking six months man. I have not done anything productive.
Bonus bonus complaint: I just wrote something absolutely terrifying