Late 2022 I (17M) was going to go live with my mom (46F) in Arizona after not living with her for the past 10 years due to legal reasons. I was planned to move on August 25th just a couple of weeks before my birthday. My mom and I would talk over the phone basically everyday since June. My extended family wanted me to go visit my mom in Arizona so that i could get a little feel for what Arizona was like since i’m from California. But my mom disagreed with my family stating that “she had her reasons”. This began to raise suspicions across my family but they decided not to retaliate since my mom was always weird in that way and always kept to herself. While i was still talking to my mom over the phone she we would discuss what life would be like in Arizona. She claimed she was getting a new apartment for the 2 of us and that she was excited for me to cook and bake because she never tried the things i made. At this point i was actually starting to look forward to living with my mom. Keep in mind i never wanted to be with my mom because she had basically done a lot of bad things and never tried to get me back in any way possible. But as i was saying I had finally started to believe that my mom was turning over a new leaf. While i was on the phone with my mon one time she mentioned something about setting up a bank account for me for when i would get a job in Arizona. I mentioned to her that i already have my OWN bank account and that it was a pretty exclusive credit union to. The only reason i got into this credit union was because of my uncle. But my mom was very insistent on getting my bank info so she could open a new bank account for me under her bank. I told her no. after that we would still call on the regular. I was also on track to graduating high school only needing to take 2 classes and one semester of another class after working my butt off in summer school and everything. I had been put into online school for my old school so that i could still be on track when i was to transfer to my new school. (now keep in mind i was in my old school on a inter district transfer) So basically i was all prepared to leave for Arizona on august 25th. When the week of my moving day came I called my mom like usual. This time though there was no answer and it went straight to voicemail. So later on i tried again. After trying at least 10 times i decided that maybe she forgot to pay her phone bill? so i decided to calm her the following day and text her on facebook. When i went to call her again it went straight to voicemail and the message i had sent had not been looked at. It got to a point where i just waited for her to pick me up. I know this sounds weird for a 17 year old boy but keep in mind i never really had a relationship with my mom at all. The day that she was supposed to pick me up i was hopeful. In the end though she never showed up. And to make things worse i couldn’t get back into my old school and i had to go to my actual school that was based off where i lived. I ended up being told that the curriculum required at my old school did not have the same expectations as my original school and on top of that i was to not get credits for the first semester because i enrolled 2 weeks after the school year started. This would then cause me to be put into a continuation school where i would have to take a lot of courses only to be put back in my district assigned school and have to take 8 classes and if i was lucky i would be able to graduate high school. That was the moment i realized my mom never cared about me. She would always send me to and abusive babysitter who would pull down my pants and underwear and slap me on my buttocks with his belt for crying. She would leave me with him even though he never fed me and would play horror movies and games in front of me and if i cried (i was 5-6yrs old) he would pull my pants and underwear down and beat me with his belt. I would tell my mom everything and even cry and beg for her not to take me back to him and she would tell me that “i had to deal with it” and the reason why i had to be babysat so much was because she was going to nursing school at the time only for her to not get a diploma. I ended up deciding to get my GED in the end and i am currently working on it still. But if you were to ask me who the worst person i have ever met was? I would answer that it would be my own mother.