i have officially had it. I end up going on a wild goose chase to my local pharmacy for some meds I need and my mother makes it my fault. This ain’t this first time this has happened either. She constantly makes me feel gaslit and manipulated into feeling bad for living my life has the way I want to live it. What does she do? She makes it about her and how she’s the one getting gaslit by me. The only time I feel free in my own house is when I’m completely alone and that will never happen because she feels like she has to stay there when her own house is only a few blocks away. When will this bitch die?! Cuz that sounds like the happiest day of my life at this point