>>41386002
It's complicated, my mom did lots of cocaine while pregnant with me and her habit persisted after I was born, eventually she left my family to become a gold digger or something, thus leaving me in the sole custody of my dad who talked endlessly about how evil my mom was. Incidentally, his mother was even worse and his body is still covered in scars from where she beat him as child. I never met either of my grandmothers.

I saw my mom on/off during this period, and everytime I met her was horrible because she was always on drugs or going through withdrawals, I didn't understand that at the time ofcourse so I thought she was just a really mean and unfair person.

It wasn't until I was 12 that my mom got over her drug habit and I had a semi-normal relationship with her, she was still dysfunctional but I got along with her better than my dad (who was also really horrible to me in his own way), she actually had a phd in some niche microgenre of social analysis, being a really nerdy kid I enjoyed listening to her research and work, but it wasn't really appropriate for me to listen to because she talked a lot about to porn industry and male sexual violence, remember this started when I was 12.

It was around this time that I realised that I was trans and I came out to her first thinking that she'd understand, she instead became highly manipulative and did all sorts of horrible things to me that I cba to go into, eventually it culminated in her staging an intervention by getting a bunch of TERFs and self loathing gigahons to shame me for being an AGP pervert when I was 16. I stopped speaking to her after that

now I have a distanced relationship with her, I still love her because she's the only person I can truly relate to on this planet. But she has a bad soul.