i had such an articulate tirade planned
i guess we have another lawn to take care of now
dad has a real fucking problem with telling anyone no for fucking anything
he keeps saying 'well you have to help out your family' and i just
and i keep telling him that we don't need more fucking work, we're already mowing lawns four days a week and we're behind all the time
because of rain or scheduling conflicts or what have you
and in this specific instance, the aunt and uncle in question can absolutely afford to pay someone else to do it
but uncle john has bailed dad out a few times, which apparently means that saying 'look, i'd love to help you out, but i already have as much work as i can handle' is out of the question
if i quit helping, he would not be able to keep up
but he'd fucking try, and he'd probably put himself in the hospital or some fucked up shit
so i can't just fucking quit
but i cannot fucking make him understand that this is too much fucking work
we have shit that needs to be done at home
we already have four fucking lawns to mow
we can't fucking keep up with this and because he always prioritizes everyone else, we are the ones who suffer
i woke up this morning feeling, for once, like having to spend four hours on my feet with the weedeater was maybe not the end of the world
naturally by the time i was done i'd more or less changed my mind
and i have no energy to do anything but go to fucking bed
and now, even more work than before to look forward to
and it's not like i can really, reasonably say 'no, fuck this'
i'm not paying rent? i'm not paying utilities??
i don't know, i'm fucking tired of thinking about it
and my mom's in the hall and i don't want her to catch me crying so