Grievance in Current Events

I know that I sound like a broken record which is just evidence that I need something to change. Most days it doesn’t bother me but when it does… it does. I’m not here for my roommates bullshit. I work, go to school, take care of the apartment, which includes getting all of the groceries and doing the majority of the cooking. The least, the absolute least, that she could do is take care of her damn self.

I’m feeling spread pretty thin now that I have a social life again. I spent the evening at Bev’s for her birthday. I haven’t had a chance to settle in yet. I came home to a mess to clean. My roommate ate a huge chunk of the food I had prepped which is fine. She pays her share for the groceries. She piled her dishes from lunch and supper beside the empty sink, the counter above the empty dishwasher for them to magically disappear and reappear clean.

Whatever, I had some residual frustration from work. I’m also feeling the first day jitters for class tomorrow. It’s not the first day, it’s the third week. Will that anxiety ever stop? It’s what made school hard 18+ years ago. This too shall pass. Assuming I pass the class. I’m confident that I can at least scrape by.

My roommates alopecia is getting worse. Her bathroom has the tub. When I step out of the shower I can feel the grain like texture crunching under my feet. It’s everywhere. She does not have what it takes to support the health that she needs to correct her alopecia. She is not in control of herself. Thus, not in control of her health let alone her life. I feel bad for her, I do.

Anyway, just wanted to rant.