I'm starting to gather my things to move from my mom's house to my dad's. I absolutelly hate living with my mom and would never EVER choose her as a roomate.

I was at my dad's house assembling my wardrobe last week and dropped by my mom's house to pick up some more stuff and also because I was sick and she insisted on me being at her house so she could "take care of me" (wich she didn't, but okay since I can take care of myself).

I had spent 6 days in my dad's house and, when I get back home, the kitchen has dishes pilling up in every surface, she's not taking the dog on walks and there's a huge pile of pissed newspapers in the living room (if our dog don't go out twice a day to do her things, she pisses and shits on the living room). She didn't took out the trash either. I did it yesterday and it had cumulated up to 6 trash bags, some of them with maggots in it.

A couple days ago me and my girlfriend had a discussion because I couldn't find my charger and, since she was the one that last organized the room, I thought she had lost it. This morning I go talk to my mom and my charger is in her room. She didn't asked me, and didn't even apologize for causing a discussion during wich SHE WAS PRESENT. And is the same woman that screamed at me and called me messy because, when I borrowed her charger for half a day (she was not in need to use it when I borrowed, and I asked her for it), I left it on top or her desk and she couldn't find it when she went to look for it in my room.

Twice this last week she decided to take the dog on a walk and let me to take it back home without warning me in advance. The last time it happened, we were at a crowded street party where I definitely didn't want to spend my night worrying about a dog dissapearing from my sight at any given time (because she didn't took the dog's collar with her). And I later found out that she was walking home and could have taken the dog with her!

I'm very tired. She never has money and, when she has it, she spends it with homepathy and quantic massages and going out with her friends. She misgenders me everytime, and tells my deadname, as well as the deadname of any trans person she know, to everyone. And she just confided me and my girlfriend that she took her first shower after A WHOLE MONTH washing only her privates with the shower hose and her hair in the sink every other day.

So, yeah. I'm pretty relieved that I'll finally be able to move to a place where I can focus on my studies and mental health.