My house reeks of urine. My mom has a defunct bladder, and so she's basically been peeing everywhere. The smell is absolutely horrendous and it makes me ill. I get migraine headaches because of it.
I try and wash things but she gets angry since she says she'll just pee on them again. I take away her used pads and paper towels and whatnot but she gets angry at me for that too.
It's no wonder none of the people who interview for living here don't: the smell is so foul that it even wafts up the stairs into the second floor.
What the hell can I do? I just bear her wrath as she gets furious with me for throwing out her urine soaked pads, but still the stench is unbearable. I can't deal with this stress. I can't deal with this smell. I want to leave again, but she guilt trips me to infinity and beyond. And I'm so scared of her at the same time, since she threatens suicide and all. I need to leave, because I enable her, but at the same time, I do run the real risk of leaving her home to die alone.
Ok, gunna go sprinkle baking soda on the floor like crazy, remove some of those smelly towels and replace them with new ones, maybe do a load of laundry, and blarg...this is not what a college grad should be doing. And yet my mom insists it's my responsibility as a daughter to take care of her, otherwise it's neglect and I could be put in jail. And yet, I've been the one who has contacted Adult Protective Services and they say that I'm the one being abused and who should get out. Fack these goddamn mind games, yo. Fack them.
Blarg. Ok, time for cleaning. Gosh my head already hurts.
PS--the tags that pop up when I start typing can sometimes be very amusing. Specifically for "smelly." 
Also, here's an amusing image I found:
Aww, I feel sorry for you!
Maybe consider putting your mom in a special home where people can take care of her 24/7 and you can go out and live your life to the fullest. She can't commit suicide if she's in an institution or help center.