My mum is SO annoying

Hey, sorry, this is gonna be a bit of a

depressing video because I feel a bit

depressed. Haven't made a video for about

4 days now. That's because I feel

depressed. It's kind of difficult making

videos when you feel terrible,

and that kind of sucks because when,

when your job requires you to make videos

But you don't feel like making videos,

well, it's not very good for your job, is

it? I'm just finding it extremely

stressful living with my mum recently,

who keeps messaging me. She's just so

unbelievably annoying. Most of the time

she's okay, maybe 60% of the time

she's fine, she's okay, but then 40% of

the time, especially when she's in a bad

mood, it's just so frustrating having to

live with her, and that's because she

keeps nagging me over the tiniest things,

and she'll just nag me for ages over

something very, very small. She'll have a

big rant about it, calling me names and

or she's whinging about other people.

She's either nagging me about something

stupid, or she's whinging about someone.

Either she's whinging about my sister,

complaining about her, complaining about

my dad, complaining about her coworkers.

The other day she came into my room and

she was in here for nearly an hour just

going on and on and on badmouthing all

these people, and I just, I just don't

care. I don't know who these people are.

For starters. And then when she starts

complaining about my sister or my dad,

it's just irritating because the things

she's complaining about don't make any

sense. It's like the

way she thinks is just so stupid.

For example, she keeps complaining about

how my dad didn't really used to talk to

her much when it's pretty obvious why

he didn't talk to her much. Number one,

It's extremely difficult to talk to her

because her hearing is not very good, so

you need to be shouting all the time,

otherwise she can't hear you. Number 2,

she has absolutely nothing in common with

my dad, so what's my dad going to talk to

her about? She's not going to be

interested in science or engineering or

politics or anything my dad would want to

talk about. So obviously that's

understandable why my dad found it

difficult to talk to her. And then she

keeps complaining about when

my cousin was here, and she's a medical

student, and she and my dad used to talk

to each other, and they used to get on

quite well together. And every time my mum

saw that, she would get really jealous,

and then she would just start moaning

about my cousin. We've had some pretty

huge arguments. One of them was because of

all that toilet paper behind me. I decided

to buy a big big load of toilet paper,

and then she had a big go at me because of

that. We also had this massive argument in

the car the day before my dad passed away,

and then she keeps nagging me about all

these very, very small things. For

example, for example, when I go to the

toilet, I flush the toilet after I finish,

but the toilet isn't a very good toilet.

It doesn't flush very well. You can flush

it, And most of the time it will flush

everything down. But then a lot of the

time you can flush it and then you can

flush it again and again and again and it

just won't go down and the poop starts

swirling around when you flush it and it

doesn't go down. And then you have to wait

about 5 minutes until you can flush it

again because you have to wait until the

water refills. And I don't want to stand

around in the toilet waiting for the water

to refill so I can flush it again. So I

just leave it. With bits left over, and I

go back to my room to go on the computer,

and I— and I plan on going back in the

toilet after about 10 minutes to flush it

again, but then sometimes I forget, and

then she comes home, and then she finds

the bits in the toilet, and then she gets

all angry about it. Yeah, I know it's

disgusting to leave bits in the toilet,

but I tried my best to flush it down.

It's not my fault the toilet is a rubbish

toilet, and there's 4 toilets in the

entire house. Why can't she just use a

different toilet? Another thing was the

washing machine. She had some laundry in

the washing machine. It was spinning

around. I didn't know because I didn't go

into into the washing room, and then she

came back, and then she started having a

go at me, asking me why I didn't take the

laundry out and hang it up. I don't know.

It wasn't even my laundry. You might have

noticed that I've been wearing the same

clothing every single day. It's because

I'm very lazy, and I haven't really been.

Washing my clothes much, and I

pretty much wear the same thing every day

and haven't even changed my underwear for

the last 6 days. I kind of stopped wearing

socks. I'm not sure when I picked up this

habit of not wearing socks, because before

I always used to wear socks because I was

embarrassed about my feet. My feet look

kind of strange. I think

it was since I started living in Japan.

Since last summer. It was so hot I stopped

wearing socks and I just never went back

to wearing them again. So it's not even my

laundry and I didn't even know the washing

machine was on. I didn't even know there

was any laundry in there. And then she

comes home, starts having a big go at me

saying that I just sit around doing

nothing all day and she has to work hard

and I'm not helping out, which isn't true

because I do help out. I bought a vacuum

cleaner so I could help out vacuum—

vacuuming. And I do a bit of washing

up. If there's any dirty stuff in the

sink, I wash it and then wipe it,

or I leave it to dry, and then she comes

home and then she starts whinging because

I didn't dry it and I just left it by the

sink. And then she keeps muttering under

her breath, oh, you're so hard to live

with. I don't know how anyone can live

with you. Oh, you don't help me around the

house. It's so irritating. All these tiny

little things just nag, nag, nag, nag,

nag. It's slowly driving me insane.

I kind of wanted to stay here because I

felt bad leaving her by herself. I thought

it'd be nice if I stayed here and kept her

company, but I just really want to leave

here so badly, and I

can't wait to go to Germany,

and I don't know if— I don't know if I

want to come back here. Maybe I'll like

Germany. Maybe I could just stay in

Germany. Or if I don't like it,

I could just come back to England and live

in London, maybe. It's just so expensive,

and I wanted to be here in this house so I

could feel closer to my dad. But it's so

hard living with that woman. It kind

of feels like a lose-lose situation

because if she's in a good mood, then

she'll be non-stop talking. And when she's

talking, she's complaining about other

people. And then when she's in a bad mood,

well, she's in a bad mood, and you do not

want to be around her when she's in a bad

mood because she'll snap at you over

anything. And don't try and pin this on

me. Don't try and blame me for being a

lazy person or anything, because she will

nag anyone. My dad,

my uncle, my sister, pretty much anyone

who comes here. She'll have something to

complain about. Even you, you listening

right now, if you came to stay in my

house, my mum will start nagging you and

probably whinging about you behind your

back. Even if you're the most clean

person, even if you're the most tidy

person in the world, there's going to be

something that you do that, that she'll

complain about. She's just so toxic

and negative. Even when I'm feeling pretty

good, even when I'm in a good mood, when

she's here, I just feel like that good

mood gets, gets drained away.

I just haven't felt— I haven't felt

creative or motivated to make videos at

all because I just feel like this

environment is so toxic. And then people

say stuff like, oh, she's grieving,

obviously she's gonna be in a bad mood.

No. She's been like this since,

I don't know, since at least 7 years ago.

It's not just because my dad passed away.

Even when he was alive, actually, it was,

it was probably even worse when he was

alive because then she would be whinging

and complaining about him as well. And

they used to fight and argue pretty much

every day about the tiniest things,

usually stuff that was happening in the

kitchen, cooking smells, for example.

And, um, yeah, the kitchen was one of

the main things my parents always used to

argue about because my mum would make a

mess in the kitchen, my dad would have to

tidy it up, and they would start shouting.

It was just horrible to be here. That's

one of the reasons why I was so motivated

to get myself over to Japan every, every

year, just to get away from this place.

It's just such a shame because my dad, he

built such such a beautiful home,

and the environment

in this place just feels so negative all

the time. I've never really felt like my

parents were supportive of me. I just felt

like they tolerated me and they didn't

tell me what to do, but I,

I just I don't know,

I just feel like they were never really

encouraging or supportive

of the things that I wanted to do. Even

now, my mum doesn't really think

very much of my, my YouTube career, if you

can call it that. She just sees it as me

making a fool of myself in front of

everyone and, and getting everyone to hate

me and Saying embarrassing things

about myself. For example, she'll come

home and she'll just ask me in this

condescending way, oh, you've just been

sitting there all day. What have you been

doing today? When she knows what I do all

day, why does she ask? She asks because

she just thinks I'm sitting around doing

nothing while she has to go out and work

so hard. Well, I'm sorry, I didn't— I

didn't want to live a lifestyle where I

had to spend 40 hours a week doing

something I hated. I know these are hard

times, but they're hard times for all of

us, not just her. Me and my sister, we're

in pain, we're grieving as well, but we're

not snapping at each other and being

horrible to each other. The only person

being horrible to everyone is my mum,

and I don't know why she can't stop

herself. It's not difficult to just not

say horrible things to the

people who are supposed to matter to you

the most in the world.