First things first, I'd like to apologize for how bad my English is, as it's not my first language, as well as for any bad spelling and punctuation.

To give some context, my mother has an apartment on top of our house which she rents out. One day, someone (who becomes the friend I'm talking about now) answered the ad my mother put out on Facebook. Let's refer to her as "Joey" to make things easier.

Joey eventually became her friend — her bestest friend. Their friendship suddenly became my mother's whole life, and I really mean that literally. Joey started being everywhere — half of the time shes there in our house. One day, my mother started sleeping over in Joey's apartment every day. After that, my mother became a rare sighting in our house.

Now, I'm not saying that I can't live without my mother. I'm already used to being alone in the house anyway, and I've been raised to be independent from a young age. But I still want to see my mother too. I want to spend time with her. However, ever since Joey came into her life, it's like she forgot her family existed.

Even though I'm used to being alone, I still want my mother's attention too. On Mother's Day, Joey was there. On Valentine's Day, Joey was there. On my birthday, Joey was there(even though i asked if it's okay if it's just us family) — and not only that, my mother let Joey pick the restaurant. She didn't even ask what I wanted. It's like I didn't matter to her anymore.

And just to stick the nail in the coffin, when we had our school break, my mother invited Joey to come with us to the province. And you know what? I was fine with that. But the thing is, it was also during Christmas, and I thought maybe my mother would spend it with us, even if it meant having someone around that I wasn't comfortable with. But I'm not even kidding — on Christmas morning, my mother just sent us away and gave us money to buy ice cream. We didn't even see her for the rest of the day. Before sending us off, she told us that she wanted to spend Christmas with Joey and take her sightseeing to celebrate.

This is not to say that I hate Joey. However, I wouldn't say that I like her either. For this post, I won't even go into the things Joey did, because that would just make it too long, and I think I've made my point.Please, no cursing out my mother. I am frustrated, but that doesn't mean I'm going to tolerate any hate towards her.And if anyone asks — yes, I did talk to her about this, but she just doesn't care.

So, people of Reddit, AITAH for feeling frustrated with how close my mother is to her friend?