The original post: /r/amitheasshole by /u/Dizzy_Yam_5075 on 2024-10-13 13:00:17.

I love my family, first and foremost, but I’m kind of going crazy. I (20) live with my mom (60) and brother (25) in a small mobile home. I know families usually have their differences, but our main problem here concerns their hygiene v mine. Starting in the kitchen, dishes don’t get done. All dishes. So if anyone wants to cook, they need to first clean every pan, and utensil required. When you grab your ingredients from the fridge, don’t be surprised when half the contents are molding, or when the groceries you’ve bought have disappeared. There is no proper trash can. I bought one a few months ago and I think they just threw it away? I’m constantly buying dishes, as my brother will hoard them in his room until they mold and then throw them away. My brother and I also share a restroom, and aside from him spending genuine HOURS in there doing god knows what (seriously prefer not to think about it.) he’ll also leave it unbelievably filthy. I swear every time I clean it, directly after he goes in to shave his face, leaving all the hairs everywhere. Towels are left wet on the floor, and obviously, he only uses my products. Razors, shampoo, conditioners, etc. both of them have odd sleep schedules, my brother games, which would be fine if it wasn’t consistently accompanied by banging and screaming into the late hours of the night. And my mother is on the same trend, but instead of staying up screaming at video games she’s screaming at political content. Again, I love my family, but I’m a full time student, and I work full time, I kind of need to eat and sleep sometimes. I usually get around four hours of sleep, I never eat at home, I’ve tried the whole cleaning every dish and buying daily groceries but it gets exhausting. After cleaning everything I don’t have the energy to cook for myself. I’ve had discussions with them both, I’ve tried to make chore charts and reason with them, I’ve mentioned the impact on my mental and physical health, nothing seems to make them budge. They just seem dead set on living in a filthy environment. I wondered if they were depressed, so I helped them both into therapy, just for my brother to instantly quit, and my mom to use it as another outlet for her political ramblings. I’m moving out next year, I wanted to earlier but didn’t want their cleaning habits to be the reason I lost out on $900 every month, but until I leave. Literally anyone, what do I do. Or am I the asshole.