My mom sent me a photo of a beautiful painting that she did. I loved it. It made me so happy to see it.

I talked to her on the phone today and she was gushing about how her LVM boyfriend took her out to play pool. (Which is free where she lives.)

I asked her how her artistic endeavors have been going and she said this.

"[Name Redacted] didn't like my painting. So I stopped."

I heard her perfectly but I said "I'm sorry what? Please say that again."

She wouldn't repeat it. I can't believe this. This is the man she worries about cooking dinner for at night. She gives into his slimy attempts to have sex with her even though he does nothing for her except blast his load and move on with his day.

I am absolutely disgusted. I hate this man so much.