Our son moved back in and it’s got our system in another uproar. While he was gone we were peaceful, but now everybody is bitcing and cursing in a foul mood. He’s rude and lacks compassion for my mental illnesses.

Its so sad to be like this. I really try and then something stupid happens in which we look petty and outrageous like cleaning up messes, do his own dishes, working,....

Whats with todays kids? Entitled thinking I owe him and he aint moving out till he makes good money? What? When I graduated I couldn’t leave home fast enough.

He also triggers me on purpose for fun...getting us screaming- no good because we live in an apartment.

It makes us realize how mentally screwed we are with no hope no one caring as long as they get what they want.