I always wanted to know what it was like to take care of someone. In this case I mean financially. I never had to be the one who was making most of the money. However, right now I am. However, the disappointing part of it is the age of the person. I never dreamed I’d be having to spend my adult life taking care of an adult child who just had his 50th birthday.
It’s been a tough week – feeling screwed over again and again. I’m just barely getting back on my feet after suffering some hardships during the recession and all I want is to be able to enjoy the fruits of my labors before I get too old. This person I live with is not making it easy for me.
He tries. I give him that. He goes off and tries to work one crummy job or another – and I don’t blame him for not wanting to work some of those jobs.
He’s also at least buying cheaper beer now, which helps. Still, the damage is already done. I’m trying to keep my head above water and one financial consequence after another has occurred because he has made cigarettes and beer his priority. Also, partying and staying up all night seemed to be more important than actually getting up before noon and doing something constructive.
I told him yesterday – and of course he denied it – that I think he thinks his life was miserable so he wants my life to not go well. I feel like he’s one more person who doesn’t want me to succeed in life.
I’m not giving up my business for him. I’m not giving up anything for him. After all, what has he really done for me? Sure, when he had money he paid for the bills, but when he didn’t have much money, he spent it all on the wrong things. I never did that to him so why would he do that to me?