Hmmm. Apparently mom doesn't like my new found happiness and freedom. Gonna have to talk to dad. The last few nights that mom looks in my bedroom and *thinks* I'm asleep (hey I've gotten good at the act), she slams their bedroom door and then there's a "ok good she's still asleep". Wtf. And then will begin grumbling something about me. (My tower fan is on otherwise I'd hear). The mind of a narcissist is so strange. Like they say, there is no empathy.