Stressed

Dear Mother,
I've been wanting to say a few things to you for the longest, probably way too long than normal. I love you, God knows I do, but you need to get your shit together. You need to wake up and realize that you're no single fucking person living in this world alone, you have children, and although I am grown and taken care of you have a 15 year old daughter that you've just pushed off on me to raise all by myself. In the year that I've had her mother, you've sent 40 dollars! 40 dollars! I have two children as well. They cost money, and now I have three. It's unfair that everyone else has to step up to the plate to mend your wounds, your issues. It's unfair that you won't get a job, and KEEP a job. It's unfair that you love him and continue to stay with him when you know he's toxic. And I believe he tries, never for a minute do I think he would ever do half the shit he does out of cruelty or ill-intent, but he's not strong. And what worst to pair up with than a weak woman with an even weaker man?
Grow up for God's sake, better yet for K's sake! Why don't you have a car? Why don't you have a job? Why did you waste your entire income tax on YOU, him, and weed? Why the fuck didn't you come back? You know how disturbed K is? She's really got issues, you should hear the crap her counselors from school tell me. She won't talk to me, even when I ask. She's a liar just like you. She's a quitter just like you.
And I know that your youth was hard, I hate your family for all they've done to you. Every one of them looks down their nose at you, and neither of them are no where near being far better than you are. Momma, what I'm saying is that I know everyone has shit to work through, but you, you've always had "shit" to work through. It was no need to for us to live the way we did, no need for you to live the way you live now. Put that weed, and beer shit aside, and again GROW the fuck UP! Love alone doesn't keep a family together and off the street, love alone doesn't pay the bills and it sure as hell doesn't make everything all right. Because of you mom, I am overly sensitive, and soft on my own kids, and in my personal life. I love you for that, that in no way is a bad thing. But we needed more. K needs more now, and you still have time to change, you just have to want to.
Why do I feel more mature than you? Be the mom, not the friend. There's no reason you should let K curse in front of you. You would've never let me. Never. And just because circumstances have gotten a little out of hand is no reason for her to do so. Have a back bone, speak your mind. Leave him, and do what's good for you. Even if it does suck, do it, cause you have an obligation to K and yourself to be better. It's not alright to just be "comfortable" you've lowered your standards and now you are low.
And although your problems lie far beyond money reasons, I just don't know what else I can do to help, if you won't help yourself.