I left the old barn (as many had suggested) turns out the BO was too much of a wimp to tell the Bum to stop smoking. That, combined with the Bum keeping her 10 (yes 10! And none of them altered )dogs in the hayloft, where they pooped and urinated on the hay which also dripped down into the aisle (old gappy barn) and on my tack , hiding the jump cups and breaking poles so I couldn't set up jumps, which would apparently get in her way when doing barrels, screaming and swearing at me because I wouldn't 'submit' to everything she tried to order me too do (the Bum wasn't my trainer, instructor, farrier, employer, no way was I listening to her) there was a lot more, kind of turned into a train wreck at the end.
But either way I'm so glad to be at a different farm, I didn't realize how on edge I was at the other place with that maniac there (towards the end of my time there I always had another person with me just in case, The Bum had definite issues and no anger management)
Nobody smokes in this barn or swears at me, my horse is doing better too he's gained weight and is less nervous then he was there:)
As my grandma would say everything happens for a reason and I am so so glad I left, especially since shortly after, the loser moved in with BO and her family, and is now there 24/7