I have a good relationship with my mom now. When I was growing up I didn't. I'd scream at her for hours til she just kicked me out. I was kicked out of the house 3xs until the last time when we came to an agreement that I would find an apartment. After I moved out and we didn't see each other all the time we got a lot closer. I don't see her everyday but I talk to her everyday on the phone. I don't tell her everything because it stresses her out too much.

I guess when I was growing up I knew something was wrong me and she didn't want to see it so nothing was done about it except sending me to the school shrink and he didn't know what he was doing. Funny thing is now I don't want to admit there is anything wrong with me. Go figure.

Jbug