Just walked down the hall to hear Grammie talking to the tenant about what a piece of lazy s**t I am.
"She's lived with her mother her whole life, how am I supposed to compete with that?"
One, no, I have not. Two, I am eighteen. Was I supposed to be living with other people this whole time...? Sorry, didn't realize that.
Then she was saying how lazy and unmotivated I am, especially compared to Rick. I can't express how much I adore my boyfriend. His disability is similar to mine.He's 20, didn't finish high school, also does not have a GED, doesn't have a drivers license (though we did get him his permit last year!), and has had one job that my parents made him get for a couple of months before we moved.
I've been working since before I dropped out of high school at 15 due to a disability, have my license, have an entire business waiting anxiously for me to get back that I built on my own.
I'm also not the one severely in debt and trying to push it off on her grand kids, bitch.
Please, tell me again how lazy I am. I dare you.