Back to square one.

So two days ago I got a call from Lauren.  She wanted to know if she could come home.  We said yes, but she had to obey the rules.  I also asked her about her job, and she told me she had quit.  Another two week job.   She said she had been having nightmares about brutally murdering the people she talked to that were rude to her, so she had to quit.  She has been kicked out of the homeless shelter because she would not obey the rules.  So Tuesday night she came back home.  We talked for a bit, again she didn't feel it was fair that we wouldn't let her boyfriend sleep with her in our home.   I talked about their wedding in June and tried to convince them one more time that it wasn't really a good idea.  To no avail.  Anyway on Wednesday she got up and took off, then came home, helped me with two boxes, (We are moving) and then had to go see friends.  She didn't get home till past 10 and I went to bed.  On thursday she got up late and I told her she had to help us if she was going to live with us.  She went on with her business and I started packing again.  I kept getting these texts that I couldn't answer immediately as I was busy. This is the conversation.  Mind you she was in the basement and I was on the main floor working.

 Lauren:    I just threw up, I'm going back to bed.  When are we doing pictures? Did you get a response back for the dress? Hello? Answer me please.

Hello!

ANSWER ME!

Hello

Hello

Hello

Hello

Hello

Hello

Hello

Samantha: What?

Lauren: I don't feel good Answer my questions please?

Samantha: I got no response

Lauren: And the other?

Samantha: Ask dad

Lauren: I did. He won't answer me. Hello!

Samantha: He must be in a meeting.

Lauren: I'm sick. Throwing up in the morning for no reason, really bitchy, light headed, constantly exhausted, and sore.

Samantha: Im sorry.

Lauren: Will you make me an appointment?

Samantha: For what?

Lauren: I just told you.

Samantha: Unless your pregnant I don't think there is anything they can do.  What you need to do is eat right, sleep right, stop using things that are bad for your body and exercise. And even if your pregnant there is nothing they can do for you.

Lauren: Wow, thanks. Helpful

Samantha: I'm being honest not mean.

Lauren: Isn't it illegal to deny people health care rights.

Samantha: I'm not denying you anything.  You can go to a doctor if you want.  As a matter of fact you are an adult so you can meet with any doctor.  I'm not prohibiting you, I am just not going to make you an appointment.

Lauren: I don't know who to call. You do. I also have no phone. You do. I also have no way to pay for it.

Samantha: Call the medical center, they have someone there.  I don't have a doctor right now.  Mine quit, and I'm not getting another till I get to Utah.  So whoever they have there should be good.  Your over 18 so the other Dr won't see you.  Look it up.

Lauren: And call on what?

Samantha:  The house phone. We have one.

Lauren: Where?

Samantha:Where it always is.  It seems to me that you want me to take care of you like you are a child, but you don't want to follow any of the child rules.  You can't have it both ways.  You are either an adult or your not.

Lauren: I want you to help me for once, but apparently that's also way beyond your capacity!

Samantha: I help you more than anyone I know, and I get treated worse than any of the others.  When no one else comes to your rescue you always return to us, and expect us to pick up the pieces, and you treat us like crap.  You can't help with chores, you won't help move, you won't talk to us, or even visit, or even respect our rules, but we are supposed to take care of you when your in a bad place.  It is all one sided.  Yes I do know how it feels to be used, because that is what you do with us.

Lauren: Whatever.

Samantha: "I need gas, I need a car, I need a place to stay, I need my bills paid, I need rent money, I need. I need"  Can you help us unpack?...."no I have things to do and places to go and people to see. " It is true.

Lauren: Whatever. Maybe I would treat you like family if you acted like family.

Samantha: We act more like family than anyone else.  You just want us to agree with everything you chose to do and we don't so that makes us bad.  We have taken care of you more than anyone in your entire life.  You just want to make us the bad ones.

Lauren: I'm leaving!

Samantha: that's up to you.

Lauren: I'm not paying rent

Samantha: I'm not mad, I'm just telling it like it us.  Fine, no rent, but that means you have to work for you living, meaning chores.

Lauren: No, I mean I lived in a homeless shelter and I have no money. I will sleep in my car in Boulder.

Samantha: You think you can live anyplace fore free and contribute nothing?

Lauren: I think you all know how broke I am and that YOU specifically are the one who said that I had a place to stay.

Samantha: We have no problem letting you live here, but you do have to help, that is how you pay your rent.  We provide a place to live and food. You help out. But yesterday you couldn't, you had to see friends, today your sick.  It seems like you think you should get to have all the benefits with no effort. That isn't the way life works. Just so we're clear. No one kicked you out. You chose to leave instead of help. Your car can't be comfortable. Is it really too much to have to help around the house?

After this she left.  She didn't come home last night, so I assume she slept in her car.  She has also posted on facebook a couple of hours before she left about how bored she was in our house and that she needed someone to rescue her from us.  So she didn't sound very sick then.  

Anyway..... She is back being homeless, and no job, and on the streets.