Ever since you moved back in with your mom your head is so far up your own ass you can't smell the shit that comes out of your mouth. The reason none of us ever have time to hang out with you is because we no longer enjoy being around you. You're opinionated as hell and if anyone tries to call you out on your bullshit you somehow manage to justify your selfish behavior or flat out ignore it. I never have and never will give a shit about how crazy your mom is. I know she is, that's why you moved out of her house when you were 17, lived with me and had me carry your sorry ass for five years just so one day you could decide that working your shitty job at Walmart and paying a couple of bills was too stressful so you up and leave me high and dry and move back in with her just so you can be babied and have no obligations in life. While you play your videogames and record your rap music (that you swear will get you somewhere someday even though you've made a snail's dick worth of progress in the 8 years you've been doing it) I'm struggling to pay the bills by working my life away trying to keep my sanity. You will go nowhere in life unless you make some serious changes, but you refuse to and expect everyone to bend over backwards for you. You're a piece of shit, but I've known you for 15 years now so it's hard to completely cut you out of my life. I've done a lot to help you grow and mature, and you undid all of that the minute you stepped foot back in your mom's house. I wasted years on you, and I only have myself to blame for trying.