Update: I've been accepted for a good full-time job well out of town that I'm relocating to, by myself. I'm finally moving out. My mom and sister have been helping, and over the past week or so my mom's been good about helping me get set up, knowing how the car works, getting a cheap apartment, etc (I'm staying with someone there for a couple weeks first).

She's been relatively good up until tonight, the night before we drive down to the place and drop me off there. She just blew up and started yelling and crying, getting into this whole spiral of "I don't care if I'm being selfish, I've been unselfish for 50 years and got crapped on by everybody, divorced etc, and I'm just supposed to lay down like a DOG and let this happen!!" and on and on.

The roads are really snowy and she's worried about that, but I know that all the little worries are just a catalyst for this breakdown. I half expected this. I was actually surprised it took this long for her to freak out about it.

I've sharply yelled at her to STOP IT whenever she tries to get into a yelling self-pitying spiral of guilt tripping me, like "Yeah you just go on and leave me to die here, whatever". I stopped her mid-sentence. I'm not letting her even start with that. I'll try to be supportive and not too cold, but mainly the important thing is just keeping things together and getting down there, so I can finally be out of here.

I'm really worried about what she'll do when I'm gone, and my sister's going to leave soon too. Like, really worried. Her life is really challenging right now, with trying to get employed so that she can move to a cheap apartment, which she DOES NOT want, she wants a nice house and people living with her. I really hope she'll actually agree to talk to a therapist. So far all she's wanted to do is get a psychiatrist to give her pills, which is good, but they're not enough for what's ailing her. She thinks her life is falling apart. At least right now.