Her words stung, not because of the request for help, but the entitlement with which she demanded it. Our relationship had always been strained, marked by her emotional unavailability and my desperate need for her affection. Yet, here she was, asserting that our past didn’t matter, that all was now neutral and I was obligated to assist her

Her words stung, not because of the request for help, but the entitlement with which she demanded it. Our relationship had always been strained, marked by her emotional unavailability and my desperate need for her affection. Yet, here she was, asserting that our past didn’t matter, that all was now neutral and I was obligated to assist her

The way my mother, Victoria, views life has always taken me by surprise. She believes that regardless of our past conflicts, our relationship is now neutral. As an elderly person, she insists that it’s our duty to assist her, despite never having apologized for her harsh words in the past. We never managed to get along because she never truly loved me.