Somewhere deep down I love her, and I understand why she acts the way she does. I have empathy for her despite it all. But she threatened my life, and she doesn’t give a damn about how I feel about things that are important to me. She dismisses my feelings. It would have been nice if she had better parents, and she would have known better how to be my mother if she did. Sorry mom, i’m an adult and I know better than to come home this time.
