My 18 year old son told me I was dead to him today. Not a great feeling, worse knowing the reason he hates me is nothing more sinister than being anti-racist and a feminist. I guess in his mind I'm not a good mother if I'm not willing to throw everyone including myself under the bus to keep him from being inconvenienced. I've already lost contact with my only surviving brother in the last 30 days because I wouldn't bail him out of jail. How did I ever become such a doormat that standing up for myself in any way makes me useless to even my own brother and child?