>>6701958My landlords kicked me out when my savings ran out, so I had to live at home again for about a year, and C lived with his nasty father before his father kicked him out, after spraying a hose on him?
I asked my parents if C could stay with us if we paid rent, but they said he could stay for one night, and then he'd have to find his own place. The rent market is shitty, so he ended up camping in a tent in our GM's backyard for a month or so, and then finally we found a place we could afford together. It was a cute, tiny house- no kitchen, but a host of electric cooking equipment, no sink except the one in the bathroom, a loft served as the bedroom, there was a walk-in closet, and then there was a teeny-tiny main room, where there was a table. We set up our computers across the table from each other, and since we both had physically/emotionally exhausting jobs (he was a lot attendant, I was a dishwasher- never be a dishwasher if you can help it, gents), we didn't do much when we got home. I'd fry rice and misc things, we'd eat sitting at our computers, we'd go to bed.
It turned sour. Our financial situation was so tight, and we'd already been together for so long under stressed situations- when we lived with our GM, we took out our frustrations at him on each other. That didn't change when we willingly lived together, because it felt so /necessary/ to our survival.
An ex of mine showed up- someone who I'm sure is tied to me with red string. He said "your relationship with C is abusive", and I know he was right, but I wonder if it was just the circumstances surrounding it.
