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Tired of being the good guy

Tired of being the good guy.
Why can’t I just say, “F*** all of this!!” and be the bad guy? Well in this case, the bad girl since I am a female. Anyways, this is how my story goes. I live in a house filled with, lets say about 20 people. Yes, we all fit and the bathrooms are always available when you need it. But this is where It starts. The issue that I have is with people who don’t contribute or have the common sense to get rid of their lifestyle to provide for others in the house. Meaning stop wanting to drink, party, and spend all your money so that by the end of the week you are not waiting around to see who is cooking in the kitchen and is the food ready because all of your money is gone and you are starving. Like really, you are grown men. Grow up and be the provider that you are supposed to be. I know that you are supposed to be the provider for your spouse or for your little family, but in this case don’t leach off of others. Those that are cooking for the house is cooking for those that help….wait…I feel like I can’t get all of this out because this house is filled with grown folks and I’d have to say there are maybe only 8 of us that really provide the house with food. People would rather go and buy a pack of cigarettes or a case of beer instead of buying a couple cases of ramen. Yes, I said ramen. It’s cheap and it will feed everyone. It really just grinds my gears that some people don’t really give a rats ass. And sometimes I wish I could be one of those people. But by the grace of God, I am so thankful that I am not one of those people. I can’t be like that. Yes, my mind says “forget all of them and do what you want. If you want to just buy you food, go ahead girl.” But really, my heart over powers the mind and with the help of my best friend and God, the good always win. I just wish these people would grow up for the sake of everyone in this household. I have a little hope, but i guess they can’t help it because someone in the house (not them) will always end up buying food.

Lord, I just don’t want to bother with all this. Help me to just provide the food and be happy that everyone is being fed, no matter their circumstances.

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