Oh wonderful I spilt beer on myself, now have to clean a mess so my mom does not ***** about me having a beer at the age of 25. I really hate my life and wish to move out, cant even drink a little much and get any understanding....its always a bad choice that I could control if I just tried harder than putting most of my effort into it. Wll its not my fault my mom decided to get with a douchebag who does not respect people such as myself with mental disorders as real people. i mean I try and I ty to get him to consider therapy for his anger issues but he never wants to admit he has them. At least when I have freak out on account of my mental issues I take some responsibility but this guy never does and always accuses me or everenone else in the house of causing his problems.