I joined a facebook support group...and proceeded to word vomit on someone's post.

They'd shared a link about how hard Mother's Day is for adult estranged children. It struck something (maybe all the Mother's Day adverts going around elsewhere on my social media) and I literally blabbed about how I've only very recently realized (and I'll hit 30 soon) I experienced violence by my mother all the way till almost 25.

Her Parkinsons is worsening and she's still refusing meds. A part of me thinks it's karmic that she has hand tremors.