My mum has been staying for the summer. She's been having all kinds of health problems but refuses to get any help for any of them-this could be clouding my judgement.
On Saturday afternoon she mentioned that we needed some shopping but she hadn't any money to get anything I said I couldn’t do it then because we were about to head off to London for a concert (Muse-totally amazing) but I would get it the next day if it could wait. She said it could.
Coming back from London yesterday was a nightmare with changes and bus replacements etc. I was staying at DP's and we were really late to pick his daughter up from his mum’s. I totally forgot about the shopping. When I got home and said it was only flying visit my mum pulled a face. When I asked what was wrong and she said ‘I thought you were doing some shopping-I’ve got no coffee left’. I said I didn’t have time to go to the shop but she could have what money I had left to go and get some. I only had about £4 but it would have bought some coffee and milk. She's previously borrowed my bank card but I knew I'd need it today so couldn't lend it to her.
This morning I e-mailed her asking if she bought coffee and she said she hadn’t because she was ‘so upset at being made to feel like she had to beg for some change to buy coffee’.
I've come home from work and we're sitting in frosty silence.
I don't want to drip feed but there's such a long back story to the complicated relationship my mother and I have that I don't really know where to begin.
Have I been a cow?