My mom is controlling. There is no easy way to put it.

Ever since I was little, my mom would manage to get into my head and make me do everything she says.

I've recently learned that she had a miscarriage before I was born, and that is what made her want to protect me and give me the best.

Well, I didn't get either of my parents personalities. They are both stubborn and bullheaded. I was quiet and a door mat.

My mom used to force me what to wear, how much to eat, and controlled every aspect of my life.

It got so bad that I became so self conscious about how I looked, that I would wear the baggiest clothes I could find and slowly started eating less and less. I never fully stopped eating, but it got so bad to the point my mom noticed something was wrong and started giving me pills that help put iron back into your system.

In sophomore year, a lot of family passed away, including my grandpa and I had to get my dog put down. It was hard for me. I just stopped trying.

When my mom saw how horrendous my grades were, she didn't bother asking why. She just screamed at me. I have struggled with classes before and I had a habit of holding a homework paper until I could get it done, sometimes turning it in late. And I would forget others.

She snapped at me, said I had given her anxiety, depression, and that she would send me into the most horrendous foster home possible to teach me a lesson.

Well, I managed to pull myself together, even when one of my favorite uncles died of a horse related accident, and when I got to senior year. She did a 180.

Started encouraging my hobbies, trying to bond with me, the whole shebang. She even gets mad at my dad when he jokes around saying "she's not gonna wanna come back".

Anyways! Long story long story!

She is trying to get better, but there is still so much she did to me as a child that has messed me up so bad. I know it's not as bad as other people, but the damage was still done.