so...going to start through some legal stuff with relatives...I hate an argument some friends and relatives are posing to me...
I have a relative that stole from me and other relatives including property, money, ID & SS theft, etc and we actually have some friends and relatives going through the "You don't sue family, call the police on family, where's the loyalty to family"...I actually argued with someone the other day "Where was their loyalty to me (and the other relatives) when they stole from us?" I mean I don't understand how you can argue that when our side is technically doing the legal and right thing to do, while the other side did illegal things...
No lie, back when my coworker hated her husband's guts (they're on okay terms now, more or less), she explained that even though he wasn't going to keep his marriage vows to honor and respect her, SHE still had to hold herself to her marriage vows. He could keep treating her like s***, but she was adamant that she would keep her end of the bargain. She would still do everything he asked, because she promised him she would and she wanted to be a good wife, even if he was a crap husband.
I mean, I think cheating on a cheating spouse is damn immature, but you shouldn't just LET people walk all over you to make you feel morally superior.
i hate how people take advantage of me, at least try to. they only want anything to do with me when they need something
People do that to me too, but I like being helpful. Depends on how much effort I need to expend to be helpful. If it involves getting off my ass, it's probably not happening.

But I'm always ready with a pep talk or some internet sleuthing.
I hate that a stray cat almost died on my patio tonight. Yesterday, as I left for class early in the morning, I noticed the storage room on my apartments patio was cracked open. I thought nothing of it so I closed it. Tonight, I was hearing meowing all night. I thought it was just a cat wandering the neighborhood so I didn't think anything of it. Turns out a stray got into that storage closet and I unknowingly locked it in there. I let it out and it took off running. I feel like such a piece of **** for doing so, but I'm also pissed at my apartment for not doing ANYTHING about the strays. They're everywhere and they keep having babies. It's pissing me off.
They're probably spineless and afraid of liability issues. At my old place, a feral cat had FIVE kittens one summer who all hung out around our yard, and I took it upon myself to trap/neuter/release all the stray cats I could in our complex. The landlady hated it and I had to do it behind her back, because SOMEBODY had to do SOMETHING. I even tried to get the neighbors to help by keeping their dog inside (so it wouldn't bark at the cats in our backyard when I tried to trap them - they ****ing left their dog outside at night!) but instead they tattled on me and the landlady threatened to evict me.

I'd never been so angry in my life. I could see where she was coming from if she'd mentioned liability, but she tried to pull some super-sketchy stuff on me to explain why I was in the wrong even though she said it was fine when I first asked. As if I had an IQ of 60. And if there's anything that gets me riled up, it's someone treating me like a dumbass.
I ****ing hated everyone in that place. Except for my roommate. She thought the landlady was cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs too. We all left as soon as we could, and I noticed almost half of the apartments were vacant when we did so. Not very sorry at all about that.