My ex Ray was such an a-hole. He thought the world revolved around him. Anytime I would ask him to do the dishes or clean up after himself he would just say that its not his problem. I started to hate the guy after a while. It became clear to me that we had to break up because I kept acting as his mother. The final straw was when he came home from school and told me he wanted to do IT again. No "Hi, how are you." or, "I love you." Just "come on let's do it again. I have to get back before my principle finds out I skipped." Ugh, that's the last time I date teenagers.