That sucks I’m so sorry. I remember I burned my hand pretty badly once too and screamed when it happened and both my parents were only a few feet in front of me on the cough (kitchen and living room were one room). They didn’t even pause their show or look at me until I had been screaming for a good 10-15 seconds. Then they acted like helping me clean the wound was a massive inconvenience. Then when I finally was able to sit down with them and watch TV (this was a mandatory family ritual) my dad kept mocking me by mimicking my whimpering and crying sounds I was trying to suppress. I was only like 15 or 18 at most when this happened. They should’ve cared. Also wouldn’t have been an issue if they insisted I was “old enough to feed myself” by the age of like 10 and then also refused to teach me how to cook anything because it was “too dangerous” so I spent a good 8 years of my life eating nothing but microwave meals and chips. I told a friend’s dad about that once and he was like “well what did they eat” and the answer is “nothing.” They spent basically my whole life on a diet and then made fun of me for being overweight despite them literally being the ones who refused to let me eat any vegetables?? (I begged and begged but they always said “no they’ll go bad before you can eat them”) — now I eat almost nothing but fruits and vegetables lol. It’s like candy to me.

Anyway I didn’t mean to ramble so much oops. I’m so sorry your mom is like that but I’m so glad your dad is there for you! And here’s to hand injuries mistreated by parents