Ok, last night my bf got drunk and at 4am me and my 8 yo son woke up to blaring music. I came downstairs and turned it down. A half hour later it was cranked back up...when I came downstairs and said something to bf he started screaming that no 8 yo was going to tell him what to do in his own house and told me if I didnt like it to F-off and get out. He knows I have no where else to live, no income, no vehicle of my own, and that me and my children have moved 10 times in the past year. So for him to say that was doubly hurtful. I don't care if he's bipolar or not, last night was inexcusable. Now, it looks like I will have to move into a homeless shelter once again. I just cannot take this anymore.
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