It has always bothered me—not knowing or understanding how someone can treat themselves as if their life means nothing to them or anyone else. Thinking about how selfish I think that makes her makes me feel nothing but guilt. I don't know the struggle of addiction—not the way she does. So that should mean that I shouldn't get to judge. Right? But I do. Because even though she is the parent, I have been the one taking care of her my whole life.
