wow I felt like you were describing my mother, as I sit locked in my room because I hate dealing with her, and ya our house is 5 bedrooms, 3 baths, and a huge yard. She's run out my Dad years ago, then it was my half brother, then it was the stepdad, then it was my older brother, and now it's just boyfriends for about a year or two then she gives some bs reason about the breakup and the lies she feeds to me everyday, and people are like what your mom doesn't lie? it's not the big things that are lies it's the little lies that are fed to you and it's sickening, I can't wait to get out of here...