what the fuck is wrong with my mum???
she called in this evening to to tell me some bad news about my cousin. before she got up to go she threw out a quick "you're a bit down" in the most accusatory tone she could find. except she picked the wrong night for it and i burst into tears told her i was fed up with everything, fed up being alone, being in the house all day, having no money, no friends, the lot. "are you depressed?" she says. well done mother, blue peter badge is on it's way
. but did she move of the sofa and come to give me a hug? did she put her arm around me and tell me it would be ok? did she fuck!! she reels back holds her hands to her sides, shrugs her shoulders and says,
"well what do you want ME to do?"
what is wrong with her? twice in the last 6 months i have broken down on front of her. the first time, she left the room and this time she makes me feel guilty for telling her how i felt.