I came downstairs expecting to eat my honey rice chex cereal for breakfast, and I was looking forward to that. I noticed the box was open last night because my mom ate some. Today, the box was gone. I think my brother ate it.
I spent $60 on groceries that I did not have to spend because my mom insisted she couldn’t buy groceries, and I did not want to starve. Now, I am financially stressed, expecting to overdraw, and I am still hungry because my mother and brother do not respect that MY resources are MINE to use on things I NEED.
So, today, my cranky pants won’t fit as tight because I’m hungry. But, Goddamnit I am still wearing those motherfuckers.