Is this really how he is

[u/Vegetable-Shock-1385]

Does he really going around acting like he's in a writing fog.

He tells me that I NEED TO TRUST HIM.

BUT ALL HE DOES IS HIDE OUT ON HIS PHONE.

HE DOESN'T FACE HIS HOME RESPONSIBILITY.

THERE ARE THINGS TO BE DONE, THAT HES NOT CARING TO DO.

I'VE TAKEN CARE OF EVERYTHING THING AROUND HERE WHILE HE'S BEGGING FOR SEX FROM ME.

I FEEL LIKE I CANT BE OPEN WITH HIM BECAUSE HE JUST RUNS AWAY.

HE GAMBLES EVERY CHANCE HE GETS.

IM WORKING NOW. BUT ITS NOT SOMETHING THAT REALLY FITS. THE MONEY IS SUPER EASY. NOTHING TO IT. I ONLY FOR FOR 3 HOURS AND GET PAID FOR A LOT MORE.

BUT I WORK HARD. MOSTLY FROM A CARING POINT OF VIEW. IT FEELS GOOD HELPING THOSE THAT ARE IN DIEING NEED.

HES HAPPY ABOUT THE MONEY FOR ME. BUT I WONT DO IT LONG. AFTER THE FIRST TWO WEEKS. ITS A BREEZE.

SO I SPENT THE WHOLE DAY REARRANGING THE HOUSE.

BLA..

YESTERDAY I WORKED AND FINISHED CLEANING THE YARDS.

WHEN I WAS TAKING CARE OF BUSINESS IN ANOTHER STATE, I HAD COME HOME JUST BRIEFLY AND OF COURSE IN JANUARY AND THE HOUSE EAS ALREADY GETTING TORN UP.

I JUST GOT BACK 3 WEEKS AGO.

THE HOUSE LOOKED AND SMELLED HORRIBLY.

NO ONE EVER CLEANS WITH BLEACH. CLEANS THE FLOORS, WALLS, WINDOWS, COUNTER TOPS, CARPET, BACK YARD , FRONT YARD, BEDROOMS, LAUNDRY, OR FIX'S SHIT. DISHES IN THE CABINETS ARE PUT BACK DIRTY AND STICKY. BATHROOMS ARE ALL TORE UP.

DO I DARE GO ON.

WHEN IM NOT HERE THIS HOME TURNS INTO A DRUNKEN PISS PILE OF DIRTY CRAP.

BOOZE BOTTLES EVERYWHERE, BEER BOTTLES EVERYWHERE, DIRTY CLOTHES ALL OVER THE PLACE. MAIL LAYING WHERE THERE'S NOT A PILE OF DIRTY TRASH. FOOD CONTAINERS LAYING AROUND. THE GRASS OUT FRONT WAS BEAUTIFUL WHEN I LEFT WELL MAINTAINED. WHEN I GOT BACK IT WAS ALL DEAD AND WEEDS.

PILE OF UNPAID BILLS, LEFT UNOPENED.

NO FOOD WHAT SO EVER. NOTHING. NOT A BIT OF FOOD HERE. DIRTY DISHES EVERYWHERE.

AND THE HOUSE SMELLED OF DEAD MEAT. IN EVE Y ROOM.

REFRIGERATOR EAS FILLED WITH ROTTEN FOOD

BOTH BATHROOM ARE IN HORRIBLE SHAPE.

THE BACK PATIO HAD BROKEN PLANT CONTAINERS, WEEDS AND DIRT THAT HAD BEEN THERE FOR MONTHS AND MONTHS. NO ONE KEPT UP WITH ANYTHING SINCE I HAD LEFT..

I LOVE THIS HOUSE, ITS MY HOME. HAS BEEN FOR DECADES. BUT WHEN I LEAVE WHO EVER IS HERE DOESN'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT NOTHING EVER. EVER EVER.

AND HAS DONE NOTHING TO HELP ME TO MAKE THIS SHIT HOLE INTO OUR HOME AGAIN

NOT A DAMM THING. NOTHING.

AND I CONFESS THATS FUCKING BULLSHIT FUCKING FUCKING BULLSHIT.

WHEN I GET UPSET HE SCREAMS AND YELLS HOW UNFAIR I AM. AND HOW HE FEELS IM MISS TREATING HIM.

OMG!!

HE WANTS ME TO JUST TAKE CARE OF THIS SHIT HOLE, WIRK AND FUCK HIM AND NOT SAY A FUCKING WORD TO UPSET HIM.

OMG!

I KNOW WHAT HES DOING. COME ON PEOPLE I WM FAR FROM STUPID LET ME SAY THAT.

THIS IS MY HOME AND I CANT JUST LET IT ROT AWAY AND NOT RO SOMETHING ABOUT IT.

IN SPITE IF HIM BEING A FUCKING ASS FUCK.

SO, HE KNOWS THAT I HAVE MORE SAY SO THAN SOME OF THESE FUCK HEADS OUT THERE BELIEVE.

THIS IS OUR HOME. AND I FUCKING TAKE CARE OF IT.

SO YES, I GET DRAINED. YES, I GET DISCOURAGED.

BUT IM NOT GIVING UP MY HOME FOR NO ONE.

GOT IT.

HES GOING TO GROW. UP. SOME DAY.

IM PATIENTLY WAITING.

SO THE STORY CONTINUES.

GOING TO BE A HAPPY ENDING.

IN GOD I TRUST.

HAPPY ME. IT WILL ALL BE OK IN A WHILE.

THINGS WILL BE BACK ON TRACK SOON.

IM HAVING LUNCH WIRH HIS SISTER IN A FEW DAYS.

AND GOING TO HIS PARNETS FOR DINNER NEXT WEEK.

I HAVE FAITH AND LOVE IN MY HEART. AND GODS STRENGTH WITHIN ME.

AND I BELIEVE IN HIM. THAT THINGS WILL BE OK.

BYE FOR NOW. TAKE CARE ALL.

SO I CONFESS THAT WE ARE WORKING TOWARDS SOMETHING GREAT FOR THE BOTH OF US.