purplekitty7772008
Well-Known Member
I'm pretty stressed out, and just need to vent.
So, about 3-4 months ago, my brother finds out that my boyfriend and I
grow.
He lives, in Texas. He offers us a deal that we just can't refuse.
He tells us he will rent a house, and use all of his equipment to help us grow
a couple of lbs so we can get on our feet. (We're broke college students)
My mom says she will help get the house also, and that she will save up money
for the move.
Our end of the deal, Veg 2 mothers big enough to take 75 clones when the time comes.
He has (2) 400 watt hps lights with air cooled hoods, CO2, and all the nutrients and about 5 years growing experience.
So, this is back in late january. So, we abandon our plans to flower out the plants
we have, and commence to veg them until he comes out to CA.
He says he will have the house to grow in the same week he arrives.
Fast forward to the future, in early March, these plants are getting humongous.
They're so big, they can't be contained in our growing area. We are forced to put them outside. They got to be 4 ft tall btw.
He arrives in CA and immediately gains employment after three days of moving here.
(I wish someone would just hand me a fucking job. )
Well, things aren't working out how we planned. 3 weeks go by and still, no house.
The plants are as tall as me now. About 5 ft tall.
So we're stuck concealing huge 5 ft plants waiting to chop these bitches down
and get rid of them to start flowering the clones we're supposed to take from them.
Another month goes by, and still, no house.
Needless to say, my boyfriend and I are pretty pissed off.
We wasted 3 months vegging plants thinking we would
be getting a lb by the summertime and be able to start renting our own place.
The whole point of him moving out here was that all 3 of us would benefit
from this endeavor and we would finally be out on our own.
Its damn near June, and still no house.
We are forced to chop one plant down to about 3 and a half feet, and start flowering her. She's a hybrid, but her phenotype is very sativa, so she was getting too tall to hide outside.
The other 5 ft plant is transported to an undisclosed location where (2) 400 watt HPS will be used to flower her.
We will be getting half of that harvest.
So in the meantime, since we wasted half the year taking care of vegging plants, we have NO bud to sell, and I'm forced to cancel my car insurance.
(Our income is selling bud to make it through school, CA is so broke no one is really
hiring. Mostly only manager positions open.)
Now, flashback to earlier in the year. My gramma says that I can stay with her until
my brother gets us the house. She knows we're depending on them.
Well, for some reason, she says I have to leave now because she wants to rent out my room.
WTF!!!
I depended on my mom and brother because they said they'd help us out.
Needless to say, I should have never depended on them because now
for some odd reason, my gramma says my brothers and mom can stay here
but I have to GTFO...
Wtf, so now we've vegged plants to 5 ft tall, used nearly all of our veg
nutes, and we get fucked in the ass?!
We held up our part of the deal, but they didn't hold up theirs so now for
some reason I have to leave?
Since we've had no bud to sell, I'm forced to cancel my car insurance
and I have no idea what I'm going to do. I'm so broke I don't even
have gas to go talk to managers about getting hired. (Everyone knows
you need to keep going in consistently to talk to the manager to even be
considered for a position)
So, I'm fucked. My gramma just hates me because my boyfriend
isn't black. (Seriously.... you wanna know why just PM me)
I guess I have no choice but to stay with my boyfriend and his grandparents.
I know they'll let me stay. 2 months ago, their car broke down, and they live
8 MILES from the nearest store, and their mailbox is half a mile from their house.
Gramma is crippled, and gpa recently had triple by-pass surgery. So, they really
needed the help.
Their daughters were VERY reluctant to help them for some reason, so
I was the only one there to help them. I took them to dr appts, grocery shopping, to pay bills, post office..etc etc.
I know they appreciate what I've done for them even when their own
children wouldn't help them.
I've been holding back tears all day.
I don't know why I'm the target in this situation.
I honestly think my grandmother likes to see me stressed out and struggling.
I think she likes to see all of us stressed out and struggling.
She's such a BITCH, and everyone else is just straight up unreliable.
I don't know what to do....
So, about 3-4 months ago, my brother finds out that my boyfriend and I
grow.
He lives, in Texas. He offers us a deal that we just can't refuse.
He tells us he will rent a house, and use all of his equipment to help us grow
a couple of lbs so we can get on our feet. (We're broke college students)
My mom says she will help get the house also, and that she will save up money
for the move.
Our end of the deal, Veg 2 mothers big enough to take 75 clones when the time comes.
He has (2) 400 watt hps lights with air cooled hoods, CO2, and all the nutrients and about 5 years growing experience.
So, this is back in late january. So, we abandon our plans to flower out the plants
we have, and commence to veg them until he comes out to CA.
He says he will have the house to grow in the same week he arrives.
Fast forward to the future, in early March, these plants are getting humongous.
They're so big, they can't be contained in our growing area. We are forced to put them outside. They got to be 4 ft tall btw.
He arrives in CA and immediately gains employment after three days of moving here.
(I wish someone would just hand me a fucking job. )
Well, things aren't working out how we planned. 3 weeks go by and still, no house.
The plants are as tall as me now. About 5 ft tall.
So we're stuck concealing huge 5 ft plants waiting to chop these bitches down
and get rid of them to start flowering the clones we're supposed to take from them.
Another month goes by, and still, no house.
Needless to say, my boyfriend and I are pretty pissed off.
We wasted 3 months vegging plants thinking we would
be getting a lb by the summertime and be able to start renting our own place.
The whole point of him moving out here was that all 3 of us would benefit
from this endeavor and we would finally be out on our own.
Its damn near June, and still no house.
We are forced to chop one plant down to about 3 and a half feet, and start flowering her. She's a hybrid, but her phenotype is very sativa, so she was getting too tall to hide outside.
The other 5 ft plant is transported to an undisclosed location where (2) 400 watt HPS will be used to flower her.
We will be getting half of that harvest.
So in the meantime, since we wasted half the year taking care of vegging plants, we have NO bud to sell, and I'm forced to cancel my car insurance.
(Our income is selling bud to make it through school, CA is so broke no one is really
hiring. Mostly only manager positions open.)
Now, flashback to earlier in the year. My gramma says that I can stay with her until
my brother gets us the house. She knows we're depending on them.
Well, for some reason, she says I have to leave now because she wants to rent out my room.
WTF!!!
I depended on my mom and brother because they said they'd help us out.
Needless to say, I should have never depended on them because now
for some odd reason, my gramma says my brothers and mom can stay here
but I have to GTFO...
Wtf, so now we've vegged plants to 5 ft tall, used nearly all of our veg
nutes, and we get fucked in the ass?!
We held up our part of the deal, but they didn't hold up theirs so now for
some reason I have to leave?
Since we've had no bud to sell, I'm forced to cancel my car insurance
and I have no idea what I'm going to do. I'm so broke I don't even
have gas to go talk to managers about getting hired. (Everyone knows
you need to keep going in consistently to talk to the manager to even be
considered for a position)
So, I'm fucked. My gramma just hates me because my boyfriend
isn't black. (Seriously.... you wanna know why just PM me)
I guess I have no choice but to stay with my boyfriend and his grandparents.
I know they'll let me stay. 2 months ago, their car broke down, and they live
8 MILES from the nearest store, and their mailbox is half a mile from their house.
Gramma is crippled, and gpa recently had triple by-pass surgery. So, they really
needed the help.
Their daughters were VERY reluctant to help them for some reason, so
I was the only one there to help them. I took them to dr appts, grocery shopping, to pay bills, post office..etc etc.
I know they appreciate what I've done for them even when their own
children wouldn't help them.
I've been holding back tears all day.
I don't know why I'm the target in this situation.
I honestly think my grandmother likes to see me stressed out and struggling.
I think she likes to see all of us stressed out and struggling.
She's such a BITCH, and everyone else is just straight up unreliable.
I don't know what to do....