Tell me about your mother, robot.

She was weak, frail and incompetent.

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>>34437305
She split up with my father back in 2007, and divorced him a couple of years or so thereafter. Comparing now to then, she's an extremely different person, to the point of it being night and day.

She's EXTREMELY susceptible to those around her, adopting the opinions and personalities of whoever spends a lot of time around her, and allows films and the media to influence her life outlook significantly.

My mom was one of the strongest and best people that I knew, but nowadays is totally different. She's a lot more similar to her friends who she spends most of her time around now than she is to the mother that I knew growing up. She goes out drinking a lot more now, cycles through depression, and is much more of an "outraged" type these days who thinks the world is going to Hell and there's nothing anybody can do to save it. I used to butt heads with her occasionally growing up based on some stuff that was justified, and other stuff that was ridiculous on her part, but nowadays it's a situation where we don't even live in the same world.

I love who my mom once was, and still love her, but I can't stand being around her for prolonged periods of time any more. I wish she'd go back to the person she used to be. I could have probably prevented it if I kept living with her, but hindsight is 20/20, and you can't put toothpaste back in the tube.

I genuinely hope that she's happy with her new life, but I genuinely don't think that she is. She'd have been much better off staying with my dad, most especially for her sake.

C'est la vie.

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>>34437305
she never believed i was suffering from mental illness and constantly told me to "snap out of it"
made it worse and now i can't function in social situations at all
she never spoke to me and was completely fine with me isolating myself in my bedroom for my entire childhood

> undisclosed mental disability
> routinely in the mental hospital
> used to flash her pussy at me and my brother while dancing to Roy Orbison
> would trash the house on a yearly basis
> was abused by my father who used to put out cigarettes on her tits
> he committed suicide

she was a drug dealer all my life who basically treated me like a pet she was stuck with when my father left her when I was 6.
now she is my drug dealer that gives me good deals and is trying to make up a lot for her shitty mothering now that I'm 25 and a complete and utter failure at life (that she no doubt attributes to herself somewhat, considering how she acts now)

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Worked from before I woke up in the morning to after I went to bed at night seven days a week. Basically never around, so I don't know her much.

She's pretty stern but always loving, and raised me well. I have nothing to do with her anymore though after learning about war crimes she committed.

She's really affectionate and awesome and I kinda wanna bone her tbqh

>>34437579
Holy shit same, single friends to women changes them and makes em feel alive or bad or someshit or maybe midlife crisis