It seemed like she understood the pain she'd created for me as a teenager.

Now today she's back to her usual, how my sister didn't feel that way. How much love the showed me and this shouldn't have happened. Putting it all back on me.

She was my mother, she was supposed to be there for me, and she wasn't.

She put her own happiness first, and now I know she feels she will always feel like a victim in every situation.

I have to move on.