Not moving (yet) I was hesitant but Maru insisted I come along for a "fun" Sahel weekend before work starts Fun weekend was mostly him bossing us (our friend A too) around his sister's kitchen Then using me as an excuse around his abusive mother Who I was bunking with in another house for reasons I still don't understand No room, no agency At least A could go upstairs and was familiar with the house I had to wait for the mom when I wanted to go to bed down the street Five new people, three new dogs, three new cats My stuff divided between two new spaces Social minefield And he was being bossy and snappy which was normally not a big deal but my last nerve was frayed I bawled in the backyard and had them drive me to my village, too dangerous to take the ride sharing app (I should've taken my chances) It became clear that he was encouraging me to move to Sahel to boss around and to be a crutch His sister is super nice Dogs are cute My breakdown was well timed When I went to the mom's house for my bags she had left the gas on So we basically almost died It's been horrible but at least now I know to move on my own time If I tried for February I'd probably be moving boxes for him, fucking up my new job and I'd be stranded in my village like now because it's definitely not reciprocated help I saw the state of the place he was moving to I felt bad for him because of his condition and rent situation so I ignored that every time we were invited over for dinner, we were buying ingredients and helping cook the dinner While he hovered and snapped like a Gordon Ramsay wannabe I'd say to myself that he's ill --and anyway he's fun and my oldest friend But this trip was the last straw Need to put up boundaries I can move in the summer when the village is still active and I have enough help setting up the place K will be here and the cute Alexandrian girls who know the area way better I want to do well with the new job too |