Every time I don’t say how high when my mom says jump she calls my sister on the phone and acts like she is dying and can my sister come by the house. I’ve had enough of it. I bend over backwards taking care of that woman. I know she and my brother really need me but I’m thinking of moving out. Today was the last straw.

I’m so hurt and angry that I can’t even be in the same room as her right now. I’m totally icing her out. Maybe after I sleep on it I’ll feel differently. I doubt it though.

Warm regards to all.