Fat cousin ruining my fucking life. Rant. So like I came to know about my community through a PostGrad student in my college. Im an Indian dental student living in a small town. Of course my parents wont let me stay alone, so guess who moves in with me? My fat ass cousin.  Look, I can deal with the shit as long as I dont have to see it, right? Here are a few fat attributes I can explain:  1 . Laziness: Bitch is trying to be an accountant. Whatevs. But she has been repeating and failing the exams for long (she used to be a bright kid, probably still is, but had a neglectful mom, her home is always a battlefield, claims this is the reason she couldn't study. But once she moves in, I find out the reason. She loves to lounge and play/read on her mobile.)  She tries to mom me (I hate that,  people thinking they can replace my mom) and tells me im not eating well and stuff. She tries to act like she is cooking and cleaning all the time (my ass, I have a maid) and the other night, when I am out with my bf, having a nice day out, she calls me and says "Hey Im hungry but I feel lazy to cook dinner, so can you get me a packet of chips?". Im like No, stfu. Go eat some carrots. My boyfriend gets pissed, but doesnt say anything.  Its worse when Nancy comes around. She outright says crap about me, Nancy defends, My cousin (oh fuck it, call her Alice) says that Nancy doesnt know how hard it is to live with me? Nancy gets pissed as fuck and walks away. Just two instances that I can remember.  First of all, lets start with the bathroom. You know, I love my bathroom clean and dry and I work so hard keeping it that way. Guess what happens when she uses the bathroom? We get nice dirty footprints all over the floor. FUCK THAT! just how many times do I have to clean up that shit! And here is the worst part (Warning: TMI) she never disposes her sanitary napkins until I find them and give her a earful. She then acts like I made her do something sooooo bad. Fuck her. She had a huuuge staph rash on her leg that I recognised right away and I was scared shitless. Thank god she went to the doctor when I told her strictly that she couldn't carry in any pathogens into my house. Another gem? Her hair. INFESTED WITH LICE AND NITS. YUCK. yuck, really. I make it a point to never touch her clothing. But the bitch is a lard and you know how they are. I saw her wearing my hair elastics twice and then removing them and keeping them aside. Since then I keep my hair elastics in my bag, along with my dental Instruments.  Next, I go to college like at 8 am in the morning and return at 6pm. When I come, I see food on my couch. Bitch doesnt even bother cleaning up the place she eats (im very particular about that). She is stringing along multiple desperate assholes who cant ever get decent looking women, and she always makes a point to come and stand in front of me and act like she is blushing.. wtf? And she tells me stories like she has a super rich diamond business owning bf who always gives her gold rings. Facepalm. Fucktard. She always tries to tell me that she didnt eat and all and skipped meals (expecting me to show some concern or something). I was like I do not have any sympathy for people who destroy their own bodies. And she goes full on hamplanet defense "I NEVER EXPECTED ANY SYMPATHY FROM YOU!" lol. You sure did, Alice. Annnd also, her cooking I dont really have any comments. I mostly eat in a hurry in college because I dont have time. And she makes it seem like she is soo sorry that she screwed up like adding little salt or Whatever. (Im like okay). And then she goes full retard like "Im not taking care of you properly". This just brings on a rage that I cant even describe. Who the fuck is this fat fuck, who is just 2 years older than me to think she has to take care of me? Who the fuck is she is to assume a motherly role? My mother is not dead. I wanna shout this to her a million fucking times . STOP. TRYING. TO. MOTHER. ME. YOU. FAT. LARD. WHALE. There is more guys, but im seriously just in tears now. Let me explain why: I cook very very well. My boyfriend got me a chopper that has these small undercuts where the vegetables can get stuck and hence you need to pick them all out with a comb like instrument before putting it in the wash. He really wanted me to not cut my finger (it happened once). Last week, on Monday, the lard was alone. It had cut onions, using the chopper my boyfriend got me. Like all the lazy ass lards, it did NOT clean the residual onion in the undercuts, and it also left a huge chunk of onion. I returned home today.  I entered the kitchen to make something to eat. I search for my chopper and what do I see?  FUNGAL COLONIES. thats what I see. There is this black powdery shit colony growing. And I am just crying. Im crying and cleaning and crying and cleaning because fuck that, its what my love got me, it was a GIFT she RUINED, and I have a LOT of apprehensions using it again due to my germphobia. I have disinfected it twice using many anti fungal solutions,  but im still crying. Im this close to giving up, friends. I just wanna live in peace. P.S. I have been trying to get verified, but my PMs havent ever gone from my inbox. Can someone please help me with this too? :( PPS sorry ahead for any typos/grammatical errors. I'm on mobile and just not calm enough to proofread.  Sorry for wall of text :(