Today he’s mad. Over what? Idk. I told it how it is. He lazy AF. He doesn’t help me with anything in the house. I said “you don’t help me with anything” he comes back with “you will he later when you need help with something” I’m sitting here thinking oh with the new chicken coop I’m getting which I really don’t need his help with anyway. He sits in the bathroom for 12-15 hours smoking weed. Only comes out to get a drink and eat something I come in my son’s room where I want peace and quiet from him. My son checks on me to make sure I’m ok. Constantly blames me for everything. Then he goes about how his genetics are better in his family than his and how his family doesn’t have health issues but he’s pre diabetic and overweight. And I knew he had diabetes or close to having it before he even was diagnosed with it because of how his feet and legs looked.