I wish I knew how to tell you what's going on with my mother right now. I have spent so many years trying to figure her out myself. I've spent thousands of dollars on shrink sessions and psychology classes to try and understand her, but nothing seems to work. Everytime I think I have her figured out, she throws another curveball at me and I'm back to square one with the guessing games. I don't know how else to take her anymore and so, have given up. I can't spend my entire life trying to figure out the one person who has alluded me the last 23 years of my life, when I have two kids of my own now and the most amazing man in the world. I can't be bothered by this... And so, this is why I am typing this blog. I have to release these feelings of guilt and realize that whatever happens past this point, is no longer my responsibility. I don't have to deal with her, but if I choose to do so, I don't have to deal with her alone.
