every time i have dinner with my mother she says the exact same criticisms on my weight, hair, or whatever else she doesnt approve of. she doesn't seem to know how to talk without giving insults disguised as advice--or using me as a therapist for her own problems. she does not ask about my hobbies, my dog, love life, friends. if i bring them up myself, i get more criticism. she definitely does not give emotional support for my problems, which is why i haven't told her i am living in my car with my dog, nor that i've been sick for about two months now.

the only thing she does is give me money. but my job does that, too. and my job doesn't cause me as much stress.

whenever i talk to other people i am always so surprised that they show an interest in what i do or think. that they listen to what i say. that they aren't constantly, relentlessly negative.

i get jealous of other people with good moms. mother's day is hard for me. people praise their mothers for supporting them. all i can think about is how mine tried to make me forgive my father for molesting me. how she kicked me out of the house for smoking weed and then tried to get me to sign a card with her so the family wouldnt know what she'd done. how not once she has ever shown an interest in me as a person, only how much money i make and what i can do for her.

i was a good kid. i'm a good person. i deserve a better mother.