I LOVE coming home to this bullshit. Our house cat is unfed (and appears to have been left that way since last night when I fed him), the kitchen is a mess and the sink is full, and the cat's litterbox is in desperate need of changing (which we all know pregnant women can't touch).

My significant other spent his entire day, childless, and hanging out with his friends who hate me and do nothing but run their mouths about me (which he allows them to do and doesn't bother to stand up for me) while I was working a 15+ hour shift at the group home for boys that I'm employed at.

And when I tried to talk to him about the fact that it's upsetting that he continues to hang out with these people and allow this behavior - He flipped out on me and made me out to be the bad guy. Saying that I'm ruining his life and making him lose his friends. Keep in mind, there are friends that I do not hang out with, because he doesn't like them (for no reason - they were always pleasant/nice/polite to him when we did see them). But I'm the bad guy for asking that he not allow this behavior and at the very least stand up for me?

He's passed out, drunk, in our bed. Our room reeks of alcohol and I'm just angry. He's currently thrashing all over the bed and attempting to take all the blankets.

No dinner was in the fridge and he failed to mention he didn't cook or bring anything home, so I was unaware that if I wanted to eat, I would have to get something before stores close on my way home.

I'm sorry to rant but I'm just extremely discouraged and frustrated. I bust ass all week between work, cleaning, cooking, taking care of HIS daughter, and overall keeping this house running, and he can't manage to do it for ONE day.

Is this a man thing or does my boyfriend really just suck?!