[xxpaigiexx]

I never knew it was possible to love and hate someone at the same time. I didn't know I could feel so much resentment for one person. My mum allowing you into our home was the biggest mistake she could have ever made. You constantly cause arguments within our home. I'm scared your presence is going to cost my parents their marriage, that is how much trouble you cause. You think of no one but yourself. You have the cheek to use everything in the house, and don't even have the decency to go out and replace things, so when people come home from work there's no bread in the house. I come home and the back door is unlocked and you're no where in sight. You leave windows open. You feed my dogs crap. You think everything is for you, I noticed who ate my chocolate when you brought all your rubbish down from your room. It's petty but it matters. You could have had some, but you didn't have to eat the entire thing. It's a constant battle. You've made my fiancé feel uncomfortable in a place that should be like his own home. You've made my dad's friends feel uncomfortable when they have come to fix things around the house. But the biggest insult to date, you've made snide comments about doing everything around the house, you do nothing. Everything is done for you, you don't even have the decency to make dinner every once in a while. You have the most time on your hands. You contribute NOTHING. I spent half my time bleaching the bathroom because you can't even clean up after yourself. Pubic hairs everywhere, you shave right by the sink and can't even clean it. I'm sick and I'm tired and I don't know how much longer I can go on living in this house. You don't even give my mum anything for you being here, and yet since you've been here I've started paying more because my mum can't afford to keep you for nothing. The horrible thing is, she won't kick you out, she won't ask you to leave. She always feels like she needs to protect you. She always defends you. She always asks how I would feel in her position and what would I do. Chuck you out, get rid of you, that's what I'd do. Or better yet, not have let come in the first place. She's gone past helping you. You're never going to get a better job, or get a deposit together, because you know that she won't ask you to go.
Well she might not, but if things keep going the way they are my dad just might. If I was to tell him HALF the stuff that happens in this house, then you would be gone in a flash.

Just because I smile and laugh with you doesn't mean I don't see. I see how you manipulate other people. I've seen you disrespect my family and my home, and I deal with it every day. Somehow. I'm a nervous wreck because you don't make it feel like my home anymore. You were speaking to someone in MY garden, and when I come out to get some washing you had the audacity to come into the house and close the door so I couldn't hear your conversation. I couldn't care less about what you were talking about. I will never allow you to make me feel like parts of my home are out of bounds to me. Believe you me, I won't.

You might be family. But blood isn't always thicker than water.