I collaborated with a female vocalist on one of my EDM songs. And then I had it professionally mastered for industry standards. I was excited. I still am. I created a music video for it and then shared it with my family. My sisters were happy for me. They liked it. My mom criticized it. She never said one positive thing or congratulations or anything. It hurts. This is the best work of my music career. It's a dream come true. And my mom had to **** all over it. It's typical of her. I refuse to share anything else with my mother. I won't even share with my step-mom. The last EDM song I tried to share she told me it was weird. It's dance music. That's not weird. It's joyful. I think the female artist did a wonderful job. And the mixing is perfect. My mom can go get lost in her bottle of wine for all I care.