She Can't Take It Anymore

I CAN NOT fuckin believe this SHIT. How did I know she wouldn't be able to handle it? That sooner or later she was going to say "I CANT TAKE IT ANY MORE." Yea we argue of course and we laugh, we cry, we hate and we love...but you go ahead and you give that up. Because you can't freaking take it anymore. MAYBE just MAYBE my father was right for once and he wasn't lying when he said "Your mother wasn't set out to be a mother." Two years ago during the summer I decided to live with you mom. "I fucked up in the past everyones made mistakes but I would love for you and Jonathan to live with me some day..." See I can replay these words in my head over and over again. This is what YOU wanted and never got the chance to have. I wanted to give that to you. You being my MOTHER and me being your DAUGHTER. And so I did....We became so close you and I. We became best friends. Through out everything you helped me and you were there. Through my dating experiences, the crazy summers, online dating we both went through, cooking moments, school, tanning and working out, dyeing our hair every month, funny mornings and nights, you going through your menopause, movie nights, munchies, sleep talking ugh I can go on and on but it only makes me cry. To some it may not seem that serious, but to me it is. I don't feel the need to explain myself because I know its a mother daughter relationship not everyone has. I love what I have with my mom and its hurts me so much for her to say, "You need to find somewhere else to live because I cant take it anymore. I tried." But I made you a promise one day that I'll always be there for you and I'll never leave your side. I know I'm a complete nut when I argue with you and you say I disrespect you but it goes both ways mom. Anyway I'll just have to see what happens tomorrow. I know I didn't give you the complete story about the conflict between us because it's not important. I say things, she freaks out. She says things and I get annoyed. Everything stirs up because neither of us can keep our mouth shut. We're arguing and I'm slamming shit and about to go into the mental institution. Crazy shit happens when we argue. To be continued....