My wishy-washy X got his next sexual partner pregnant. both refuse to become employed so his family provided housing for them. The mother of his child identifies as non-binary or some nonsense and is so useless and needs so much attention that she or he demanded that they rescue a large dog what she went to feed breakfast to, got the dog all excited, and then put his or her baby down on the floor where the food goes. The dog bit the baby's eye so severely that he had to spend time in the ICU. My ex's mother confided in me that she's worried the baby will not have full vision and that she had to put her foot down and demand that the birth mother come during the day to visit the baby rather than just hanging out unemployed doing nothing.

Be proud that you outgrew that nonsense and you are building a real life for yourself. Be proud that they're not dragging you down anymore.