DD (13) tells me at least twice a day how much she hates me, along with him ugly, useless etc. DS (17) breezes through life and I often find myself constantly nagging him to move off the sofa and get a shower, clean his teeth, basic stuff. DP today has shouted at me because DD told him too and then ignored me all evening and got in bed and told me everyone was happy until I walked through the door (from work). I’m now lay on the sofa because DP clearly can’t stand to breath the same air as me wondering wtf parallel universe I just stepped in to.