I have come to the understanding that my mother just doesn't understand and won't understand. I don't think she even wants to or is capable of understanding. She's a resource teacher and has many students with various disorders and issues, but she just can't understand me. She tells me all about her experience and her techniques of handling these kids, but she just can't understand her own. I get so sad and frustrated. I feel alone when I'm with her. She flips out on me and only makes me worse. I want parents. Why couldn't I just have parents? Why did I end up with a man incapable of caring and a woman stuck in the fantasy land of being a single young person without children? I am her daughter. Why can't she just admit that I'm not her best friend?
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