My mother is a bad person. Not absuive or violent. But she shouldn’t have ever been allowed to have children. My older sister ran away and cut contact because of her. She even warned me to get out when she did but I didn’t and I regret it. She’s made me hate myself. She’s made my life all about her. I don’t see an escape except for a permanant one. But I can’t do that either. She’ll just make it all about her.