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fandomsecrets2017-06-15 06:39 pm
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⌈ Secret Post #3816 ⌋
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Re: Dammit internet
(Anonymous) 2017-06-16 11:57 am (UTC)(link)And I'm not sure what to say about the boyfriend thing, wow. Did that actually go on for two years with your knowledge? I feel like some details are missing here.
I'm sorry about your mom, and then reminded of her state when trying to relax with fandom stuff.
Re: Dammit internet
(Anonymous) 2017-06-16 02:32 pm (UTC)(link)We started out as friends, have known each other 30 years, and my mom basically raised her, but even people who like her call her a nihilist. I think of her more like a sister than a friend or roommate. I don't have any family my own age, have only three relatives left and they're all my parents' generation, and I haven't made a friend since grade school and didn't have any by a couple years after high school. And she's best friends with my new boss and I'm on probation for nine more months because new job=a year's probation. She didn't get me the job, or anything, so at least she doesn't have that hanging over my head, but we work for the same city department, though not the same location, and she outranks me by a couple rungs of the ladder.
As for responsibilities she didn't ask for... sort of? But like I said, my mom helped raise her. Actual conversation with roommate: "But you love your mom, right? Like, your mom loves you, doesn't she?" Her mom takes her to Disneyland and buys her designer handbags and lets her use her timeshare and sends her soaps and lotions she makes herself.
"Don't be silly, (my name), you know my mom doesn't do real things." Her mom spent her kid's whole childhood trading up boyfriends until she finally married a rich guy, her ultimate goal, a few years ago. She has a designer bag for every day of the year and is glad her daughter will never have kids because she could never be called grandma.
Eventually my mom went from functioning alcoholic to extremely disfunctional, and when I would find my mom bleeding on the floor, or passed out in the street, I'd ask roommate for help, and eventually she stopped helping, and started saying I should just leave my mom to die, which, I get. Alcoholism sucks. But she still expected to be treated like my sister about things like not paying much rent, and wouldn't move out, but stopped treating my mom like her mom, and started treating me like, well, a roommate she tolerated but didn't like much.
It was great being my mom's "other daughter" when my mom got her a job, or paid for her to go to Europe, or made her Halloween costumes or hosted her birthday parties, or let her have a $700/mo. room for $200. It was great being my friend when I did all the cooking and fed her cat when she was out of town and listened to her rant about so and so being an idiot or when she needed help with a work project or she wanted to go halvesies on a trip somewhere. When we just did fun friendship things. When it stopped being fun, she hung around because where else could she get away with paying $200/mo?
Her dad's health was starting to decline, too, and she wanted nothing to do with him, and I can't blame her. Her dad was the only person I'd ever seen who made her cry as an adult, when he called and screamed at her for hours for being a faithless hell-bound whore just like her devil-spawn mom for daring to have a boyfriend and not be a virgin anymore. She was 25 or so. He wasn't on speaker phone and I heard most of it anyway. Her dad had got primary custody because her mom's boyfriends were raping her when she was three, and she lived in the same room with her dad her whole childhood, with her on the top bunk of a kid's bunkbed and him on the bottom. He used to tell me I was going to roast in hell for not being religious. The first time she slept over at my house, she couldn't sleep because her dad gave her his sleeping pills most nights.
She got really drunk for a day when he died last year, and will flip out about how her dad and all her grandparents are dead, but she never went to visit any of them while they were alive, or helped with their care, and unlike her dad, she actually liked them and they loved her. Any kind of caretaking activity, even for the members of her own family, like her uncles, aunts, cousins, and grandparents, is "stupid" and "annoying." People, like me, who cry and flip out when pets or people die, are being "overdramatic," which is a sin to her. Feelings are stupid.
So if any of the baby chicks die, and I cry about it, I'll be "being annoying." One of my adult hens was killed by a raccoon a few months ago and I flipped out. But I didn't flip out at the roommate, just cried and threw things at the raccoon. That's too much emotion. She'll binge watch Hallmark Christmas movies and loves Korean soap operas because she can predict exactly what happens, and living with a codependent autistic and her dying alcoholic mom is the opposite of that, but if she leaves, she'll have to pay real rent, and learn to cook, and she's never lived on her own, either.