dsheinem wrote:REPO Man wrote:
My mother's back on her campaign to keep me from moving to New York City. It's basically the same tactic where she takes a slight shortcoming of mine (here, it was not having found a new job after my hours at Typhoon Lagoon dried up) and turning it into an excuse to keep me from moving to NYC. Bitch.
Instead of bitching and moaning about your mother (and you should never call your mom that word, by the way), why don't you just fucking DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT?
For years you've been pissing and moaning about obstacles to moving to NYC.
There are a ton of resources online to help you move for very little money. You have a job. Save for a couple of months, keep your head down, and go. GTFO. Go and do what you want to do, prove to yourself that you have the talent, and just fucking do it.
Sorry to sound harsh, but I think I've developed a severe case of "NYC talk" fatigue over the years. Stop blaming others and take some responsibility.
Before you judge me, I do love her. But when I called her a bitch, I just meant that I was disappointed in her way of dealing with my wanting/needing to move to New York.
And how am I supposed to move up there with little to no money? On the Outer Banks, just breaking even day-to-day was hard enough. The only time work was available was for less than half of the year and the other half was just going on unemployment. My parents have been in debt for years and we've had a hard time financially, and when I'm bringing in money they naturally come to me.
Last year was a good year, but before you tell me that I should have saved my money and moved last year, consider this... by the time I was ready, that's when superstorm Sandy hit, which means that my moving to NYC would have either been delayed or I would have been stuck there after it hit. And even if not for Sandy ravaging NYC, my parents wouldn't care that I have to get to the Elizabeth City Greyhound Station at a certain date and time. They'll rationalize that they have "more important things" to take care of, and then I'll have to hope that I can either get someone else to drive me there (which is around 2.5-4 hours) or hope I can get a refund on my Greyhound ticket.
And I technically "don't" have a job. Because I'm seasonal, I can only get 150 hours a year. And even I had that AND a second job, I'm poor AND homeless. We're staying in a motel that charges $200/week, and we have to make biweekly payments on the van my mom got after we moved down here, and that's $400 a month. So aside from the $1600 between our place and our transportation. Throw in $20 in gas every few days, that's roughly ten times we get gas or $200. Throw in groceries, cell phone bills and renting the storage unit for all our stuff, that's over $2000 a month! My mom's part-time, my brother works until after closing at Buffalo Wild Wings (at about 40 hours), his girlfriend's part-time at Downtown Disney, my grandmother gets social security and I've essentially been left with no hours from my job (unless I pick up shifts, though those are few and far between since apparently we're in the middle of the area's off-season). We're barely able to break even.
And the best bet I have towards saving money for New York is selling a huge bulk of my stuff, but it's all in storage and I can't get to it. And even if I could talk mom into driving me there (and then dig through the slam-full storage unit for my stuff), get my stuff, put it on Craigslist and sell it all, naturally my mom's gonna want it for the bills, room payments and groceries. And knowing her, out of close to around my estimate of $1200-1400 (which is roughly half what I'm gonna need), I'll get to keep just enough to buy my groceries and maybe pay the $250some I still owe CenturyLink. And she's naturally gonna try to get a house or apartment with that, which means I'll probably have to sign a one-year lease, which means I'll have to wait even longer to move to NYC.
I'd love to GTFO, preferably either soon (like anywhere from 2-4 hours from now or at least in the next few days) or at least 2-3 months ago. I'd love to get there, prove my mom wrong, and then be rich and famous before I'm 30 (cuz the longer it takes me to become rich and famous, the longer it'll be before I have kids, because I refuse to bring my kids in poverty) and take care of my family as I've always wanted to do.
