Sounds like mine. It took me years to realize that everything she ever did for me or said to me was only to maintain some sort of control. She's a control freak to the nth degree. I thought she had my best interest, but I wish I could have saw what her agenda was sooner.

She cut me deeply, and I have scars that will probably never heal. I love and resent the hell out of her at the same time.

I stopped trying to please her years ago because nothing will ever be good enough either. I still get a sinister grin remembering all the times when she would spew this garbage about how my actions where a reflection of hers among her fellow church members. Pffft.

I hope you find a way to break that hold.