Living with an Alcoholic

My mother has always been an alcoholic as long as i can remember. both sides of the family are. i can barely stand the taste or smell of alcohol and when i do drink nothing good comes of it. but this is ridiculous. every morning my mother comes home from her third shift job shes never attempted to get out of or make a better situation out of, (for example one of her friends got transferred from the factory to the front office and they paid for her schooling, offered my mom the same and she declined.) shes been at this place for almost 19 years now, and she comes home drinks a 6 pack and stays awake until shes picking fights with everyone. me, family she will call and start fights with, her "friends", neighbors, but shes a functioning alcoholic dont ya know. 


she has a tendancy to come after me when i havent dont anything. literally. i did all the dishes last night, cleaned the bath tub because i washed the ferrets, changed the wee-wee training pads and left the house nice looking. im sick today so i went back to bed instead of work. i wake up and she is screaming about how Dante, my big baby, is missing and he shits everywhere (this was because there was a poop in the bathroom that was put there this morning after i put him away, but you know he can teleport his shit from a cage apparently into the bathroom) now it was almost noon then. she had been up since id have to say 345 yesterday. its not 1242. shes still up.


i made the mistake of walking out of my room because i head banging and i wanted to check on the ferrets and shes there causing the banging and she starts yelling at me again about Dante missing and how he apparently shits everywhere. i was just like oh my god i just heard this 20 minutes ago word for word. she starts yelling incoherent sentences that words are missing from and i tell her i cant understand her and she screams more and louder and even less coherent. then she starts on me, about how i need to move out and take my three ferrets with me. she starts screaming that even if i did it wouldnt matter i wouldnt amount to anything, wouldnt be able to pay for anything, wouldnt be able to do anything because of how useless and worthless i am and how i havent paid for anything these last 4 years. okay 4 year recap. 19- Alan paid for everything til i went to WMU then i had a job and lived on my own, move back home, get a job and bf paying for everything im not, 20 move in with next bf she sure as hell isnt paying for anything. 21 move back in, have job, pay rent and phone bill so cant save to get a car. where did all that rent money go? i dont know but for 7 years theres been this problem where she wont supply food for the house or anything for that matter. i was paying for myself. feb-present, my bf pays for everything except my phone bill. that is the only she pays for. i get food from my bf, clothes from my bf, rides from my bf, everything comes from him, which is why we dont have the $ to move out. i finally have a job after 3 months without one. those 4 phone bills still dont equal how much ive paid in rent. 


okay now justify any of those statements specially when im guna have my associates in dec and starting my bachelors in jan? im a 3.9 GPA student and im far smarter than she thinks she is. 1250. she may finally have gone to her room, but until i hear snoring i wont leave mine. its a dangerous place to live in while shes awake.