For a while I wasn’t really living at home (although I still paid bills there) I wasn’t used to being around my mother nonstop. Almost 2 months ago she had surgery so that made it necessary to be home to help her. I realize that I can’t stay her much longer. I’m really sick of being treated like a guest. The problem comes in with her boyfriend. All of a sudden he has keys and is ALWAYS here. It’s really annoying having to be 100% dressed all the time. I can’t play music because, he’s tired. I can’t watch tv because he’s in the common area. If I cook/ buy anything for dinner she expects me to feed them as well when I’m not extended the same courtesy. I just feel like if he lives here now (which I’ve been assured he doesn’t he owns a home (take y’all asses over there) ) that should have been discussed with me considering I’m paying to live here, I buy the groceries, the soap, the laundry supplies, pay utilities. One day I’m home at 7 am and the fucking front door just opens. It’s a really irritating situation. I can’t say anything to her because no matter what I pay, this is her house. I do feel disrespected though. I don’t feel like this is my home. I feel like a guest. I just want to watch tv in the living room without a bra on. Just like once a week. Apparently that’s too much to ask.