Ungrateful - Tumblr Posts
Imagine having beef with a teenager. Couldn't be me lmao
this is what happened in the movie right
WOW
This red flag just smacked me in the face.
The reason I moved in with him in the first place was because his mother had kicked him out of his house. He had been attempting to help his sister, who was visibly frustrated, with something on her new laptop. She got a bit snippy with him and he lost his temper. He punched a chair which hit the wall and left a hole.
I was present for this event. I saw it unfold. I watched him punch something because his sister said “I knoowwww!”
A running theme was that he didn’t like when people were “ungrateful” or didn’t acknowledge him when he was trying to help them.
Funny parallel: I moved out with him so we could combine our measly incomes at the time and prevent him from having to live in utter squalor. I was not ready to move out; I was still trying to finish my degree and school full time. I had to pick up more shifts at my retail job and worked nearly full time. My grades suffered as I was now a full time student, employee and abuse victim.
I sacrificed a lot for him to have a better life but that’s never a story that got told. Or a thank you I received.
Buttered up.
Before we moved out of the house, I made a breakfast sandwich for him at his mother’s place.
I usually fry eggs in butter, and for him, I used more than usual because he likes his eggs well done and I didn’t want it to stick. I also added peppers and onions to the pan, which had temporarily increased the visible liquid. If you’ve ever even put something in the microwave, you know that liquid cooks off.
He started streaming that it was going to be greasy and disgusting. That I was a fucking moron and I couldn’t do anything right.
He did it in front of his mother, who told him to shut up when people make food for you. He glared at her until I finished his breakfast sandwich
He assured me he wouldn’t eat it. I told him if he didn’t want to eat it, then I would. That was sufficient motivation; he wouldn’t want me to get to eat without him, that would mean I was more special than him or something.
Then he praised it. It was delicious.
Do you think there was an apology? You already know the answer to that.
Maybe it's better for me to be alone That way nobody have to see how much of a disappointment I've become
Let's be honest, Craig and his daughter, Leila, are the cutest thing ever!! ❤️❤️