“I know you’ll laugh if I say this, but I’m really an amazing person.” I do laugh. And I press my fingers against my eyes because I don’t know what is going on right now. “Good for you, Mom. I have no opinion on this.” “Yes you do,” she snaps. “That’s why you want to get out of the house so badly. Because you hate me. It’s almost like you’re jealous of me.”
She is delusional
