Hi, I’m a senior in high school that can’t drive due to a mental block that came from a crash that happened when I was first starting to drive. For some context, my mom (40) is a great person who always went to my school activities like softball and soccer, but when my mom and dad got divorced and he passed away a year later, she started dating this guy I’ll call Greg(45). I haven’t liked Greg for a long time and have tried expressing to my mom since I was a junior that this guy makes me feel like I’m second place in my mom’s life, but she seems so happy with him. Four days ago I had my senior prom, and I took my date with me, who also doesn’t drive, so we had my brother drop us off and had a good time dancing and partying until everyone started leaving, so I went to text my brother to come pick us up, and he said he couldn’t because our oldest sister had to leave for work and there was no one there to watch the kids, and when I asked my brother where our mom was, he told me that she had driven almost an hour away to see Greg. I was panicking at this point because everyone was leaving and the staff was looking at us like they were about to kick us out. So I call my mom, who tells me she’s on her way and to just stay at the venue. Well, we got told that we had to leave and that we couldn’t stay on the premises anymore, so in forty-degree weather in a thin dress in the middle of downtown. My date and I had to wait almost an hour for someone to come pick us up. It ended up being my brother because my mom stopped at home and got him to come pick us up. So I get home after repeatedly apologizing to my date for the whole situation and was so mad that my mom had put me in a situation that could have been dangerous. So I go to my mom’s room and ask her what she was thinking. I told her that I just wanted one day that was about me and that I could have gotten hurt, and she said she was sorry, but not without saying that she’s the worst mother in the world and how she was the one to ruin my prom night, almost like that was supposed to make me feel better, but I just end up going to sleep, and then I get woken up by her asking me if I want to go to Greg’s 8-year-old son’s birthday party, knowing I can’t stand the guy. And so all the emotions of being left and having to wait in the cold not knowing when someone was going to pick me up come flooding right back to me, and I start yelling at her that I don’t care about the kids birthday party and how I can’t believe she left me for the guys she’s only been dating for 6 months on my prom night, a night that was supposed to be about me, and that it was her fault that I was stranded there because if she hadn’t have gone to his house, my brother would have been able to come get me when I asked him to. It’s been four days, and I feel bad that I said all of that because before my mom met this guy, she would have never left me on the night of prom. So redit, I have to know, am I the asshole?

Context: My brother was supposed to pick me up and my mom was going to watch the kids but my oldest sister had work and when my mother left to go to her boyfriends house she didn't take the kids with her and so my brother couldn't just leave the kids without an adult in the house and my dates parents live even longer away seeing as he doesn't go to my school.