help

me, 20 F, I am home from college for the summer. I have three jobs one is being a nanny, and the other two are being hosts at a restaurant. I’m probably clocking 50 hours a week. I get home every night around 10 PM and when I get home, I usually go right to bed. A few weeks ago, my godfather’s sister was in town. My God godfather does a lot for me. He’s basically my father he paid for my college and he just recently got me a car for the summer because I sold mine before I went to college.

Every single time my aunt is in town, she likes to make passive aggressive comments at me. She likes to make comments about how I’m essentially lazy. I don’t clean up after myself. My room is a wreck. My car is a wreck. I don’t know what I’m doing with my life. I don’t have a future. I don’t have any plans. Now, obviously hearing that over and over and over you will finally reach a breaking point. My breaking point started last night when she made a comment about how I have not moved my stuff up to my bedroom upstairs, I’ve been staying in the guest room. I explained to her I have not had time to move all of my stuff upstairs because I work 11 hours a day. She then proceeded to make another comment that night. I asked her to stop and told her that I would not speak to her the rest of the time that she was here if she did not stop. She thought I was joking.

Fast-forward to this morning it’s around 9 AM and we have family friends in town staying with us so everybody was in the kitchen aside for me. They’re all making breakfast. Me and one of my family friends were supposed to go to Chick-fil-A for breakfast across the street. My family friend was discussing it with everyone this morning before I got out of bed. My aunt proceeded to say I had no money for Chick-fil-A and should not be going anywhere because I have no money. She is wrong. She then proceeded to start discussing with everyone the state of my car now again let me know if you would like a picture of what my car looks like as well as my bedroom because I don’t see an issue. Nobody else sees an issue she sees an issue.

Once I heard what she was saying, I had enough I went outside and said “I love you, but you need to stop. You are constantly tearing me down you’re constantly saying things about me and I can’t do it. It stresses me out. It’s none of your business, you’re not my mother I am an adult. You talk to me like I am a child.” this did not go over very well with her. She looked at me like I was crazy. I’m not crazy. so am I the asshole?