My mom....
-when I was 3 years old she left me with a bunch of violent, sick, abusive alcoholics. She came back when I was 13. By then I had already been on my own since I was 11. She picked cocaine over me. I was severly abused--physically, emotionally and sexually.

-We mended fences when I was in my early 20s. She became my best friend. Now, she is a morphine addict and in many ways I have lost her again.

I can't even begin to describe the trauma and pain she has caused me. Through all this I have always loved her and always will. She is a sick person--she was not able to take care of me when I was a child...and still is not able to take care of me. We have a really good relationship considering our past. I love my mother and I know, if she was able to be there for me she would be...I am an alcoholic/addict--so, the important part is that I learn from her and stay clean and sober. I don't want to end up like her. I say that with great sympathy.