Setting Boundaries with My Mom

My name is Mark, I’m 26 years old. I finally got my own apartment last year after saving

for years. It’s a small one-bedroom place, nothing fancy, but it’s mine and

it’s the first time I’ve ever really had privacy. My mom, she is 52 years

old, recently broke up with her boyfriend and had to move out of his house.

She called me crying, saying she didn’t have anywhere to go and asked if she could stay for

a few weeks. Of course, I said yes, she’s my mom. But it’s been four

months. She hasn’t looked for a new place, doesn’t help with groceries,

and has started treating my apartment like it’s hers. She rearranged my furniture,