Really long story. Need advice...im really sad.

Okay, so it's story time from the very beginning.

I met my boyfriend in August of 2015. I met him online and he lived in Idaho and I lived in Texas at the time. He wanted to hang out and spend Halloween together. So I went all the way to Idaho to see him for a while.

I didn't know about this until he told me. He and his girlfriend had broke up in really bad terms which I'm not going to get into. (For another time.)

No judgement when I say this please. I am only 19 and I don't do a damn smudge of housework back home in texas. I know I should but I don't. My aunt Pam does all the house work for the very reason that she's shcitzophrenic (forgive my spelling) and it keeps her busy. but I haven't done anything for most of my life. And it was Avery large step for me to go from doing nothing at all to cleaning and doing shit everyday. Which ultimately led me to lack a lot of motivation. (This was in 2015)

Okay. His mom drinks... Like a shit ton. It's gotten really bad.

When I was here the first time she went off on me.

She called me into the room after she had been drinking and looked at me. (This was the Convo

Her: so, you came here to be in a relationship with Jared right?

Me:......uh... I didn't plan on it.. But.. I mean

Her : well it must be for him... Because it wasn't for me.. I'm not gay.

*awkward silence*

Her: you know... You kinda look like Jo. You have the sane hair length . Body type, come from the same background (icdont have a relationship with my dad... Just my mom and grandma), you even wear the same perfume as her.

*more awkward silence *

Her: you know she is like my daughter you will never be her. Jared doesn't treat you like he treated her.

At that point into another room. There have been many occasions that I have been called Jo on account of her drinking. But it's more than that.

She has kicked me out once because I decided I was tired of her shit and I fought back. She was screaming at me that I was worthless as shit and I was trying to rip Jared from his family and at that point I went of and she kicked me out. He and I spent the night at a hotel.

It has toned down quite a bit. However it hasn't gotten better.

A couple days ago Jared's dad mentioned to her that her drinking scares me. (Which it does. Not in a scary monster way but more of an anxiety way.) Her response was "oh well if it bugs her that much that's what a bus ticket is for. " (meaning I need to go back to texas.)

It's getting to the point where I can't even talk about anything any more without it getting thrown in my face. For example the other day, she made a roast thing for dinner and I loved it. It was really good. We had to go to town today to go get something she needed and she said she was going to take the rest of the roast and make some BBQ thing with it. I asked her if I could take a slice of it before she did that and she said she was fine with it. After we had gotten back to the house I helped her put groceries away and I asked what the cubed steak was for. And she said it was for steak burritos. (Knowing my fatass im a sucker for steak. ) I said oh that sounds good you should make that tonight. (I knew she didn't feel like cooking and it was a joke.)

It got thrown in my face about how picky I am and how too good to eat leftovers and need to stop trying to get special treatment.

Of course my boyfriend trys to defend me but he gives up. Not because he wants to but arguing with her while she is drunk is like trying to explain God to an atheist . (Forgive me for that comparison it's all I can think of. )

It's far worse than what I have given for examples but I've typed a lot. I'm really worried that if things like this doesn't change he and I won't be together anymore.

He tells me that she doesn't mean it it's only when she's drinking (he not defending her actions he grew up with this) but she's drinking everyday. I can't do this.

She won't do rehab or receive any help.