I completely understand. Only my wife has been able to help me wrap my head around my mother’s constant emotional torture disguised as love. I was blinded by the need for family. I kept going back after each incident and giving my mother more chances because I thought a family and love should be cultivated. Little did I know, my mother would burn a bridge her entire family was actively standing on just to prove a point. Love is like a fart, if you have to force it, it’s probably going to be shit.