I just came home to my parents house to live because I am having some financial issues and need to get my life together before I can get back on my feet and in my own place again. My parents knew I was coming and they are happy to have me stay with them, or so I thought.
Anyhow, I walk into my parents house, greet them, blah blah blah. Now, mind you they are not rich and struggle themselves most of the time, but they have always helped me out, even though they've probably caused just about every single problem in my life as far as how I turned out. IE they are drug addicted, alcoholic, schizophrenic and manic depressive, and had five children they never should have had, but they love us just the same. Well, when I had been there for about twenty minutes or so, my father asked how much I figured it would cost to get me on my feet again. I told him about ten grand. He said would five grand help? I said, hell yea, but where am I going to get five grand? My credit is crap, and I just lost my job. He then tells me that he just took out a loan for fifteen thousand dollars for a new car, and that he would be willing to GIVE me five grand if I wanted it, no strings attached. I don't even have to pay it back, although I will, when I can.
Now, don't go thinking I have ever had it easy and that I am spoiled. We were always poor, child services was always involved, and I was in the custody of the state for a quarter of my childhood. Generally, my parents are not financially capable of helping themselves, let alone me, so this was and still is a total surprise. In a good way of course.
Now I can pay my bills while I look for a job, and keep my house. I was going to rent it out, and had already found someone willing to rent it until I got my crap together. He is my friend, and was going to move in this week. If he really still wants to, I will let him move in for a month or so, but I think he'll understand.
In all my 29years10months21days, my parents have never let me down. I realise that at 29, I should be totally self-sufficient, but stuff happens, and it's nice to know your family cares. It's too bad they have to be so screwed up mentally, because things could be so much better.
Anyhow,I am a happy camper right now.
Anyhow, I walk into my parents house, greet them, blah blah blah. Now, mind you they are not rich and struggle themselves most of the time, but they have always helped me out, even though they've probably caused just about every single problem in my life as far as how I turned out. IE they are drug addicted, alcoholic, schizophrenic and manic depressive, and had five children they never should have had, but they love us just the same. Well, when I had been there for about twenty minutes or so, my father asked how much I figured it would cost to get me on my feet again. I told him about ten grand. He said would five grand help? I said, hell yea, but where am I going to get five grand? My credit is crap, and I just lost my job. He then tells me that he just took out a loan for fifteen thousand dollars for a new car, and that he would be willing to GIVE me five grand if I wanted it, no strings attached. I don't even have to pay it back, although I will, when I can.
Now, don't go thinking I have ever had it easy and that I am spoiled. We were always poor, child services was always involved, and I was in the custody of the state for a quarter of my childhood. Generally, my parents are not financially capable of helping themselves, let alone me, so this was and still is a total surprise. In a good way of course.
Now I can pay my bills while I look for a job, and keep my house. I was going to rent it out, and had already found someone willing to rent it until I got my crap together. He is my friend, and was going to move in this week. If he really still wants to, I will let him move in for a month or so, but I think he'll understand.
In all my 29years10months21days, my parents have never let me down. I realise that at 29, I should be totally self-sufficient, but stuff happens, and it's nice to know your family cares. It's too bad they have to be so screwed up mentally, because things could be so much better.
Anyhow,I am a happy camper right now.
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