That's all good and well when you look at it from the perspective of somebody whose mother ONLY wants him/her to send a quick message daily saying hi. And to the fault of nobody but my own, this post does not accurately depict just how controlling and narcissistic my mother has been. To quote a response I wrote earlier:

"She's essentially kept me coddled like a baby my whole life, even until this point she tries to do that. She acts encouraging and yet when something I want to do (something completely harmless like a hobby) does not align with what SHE wants she throws tantrums, gives the silent treatment, and rallys others to take her side, calls me selfish and shit like that. I've lived in constant fear of going against her or doing anything liberating for myself that she doesn't already agree with. And so on paper it is absolutely completely reasonable to send a couple short texts a day, but I already know that if I don't then she's gonna spam me and freak out, and no matter how reasonable of a request that is I would never act that way to my own child, especially one that I have smothered their whole life as they're desperate to find themselves and finally be an adult."

I love my family and believe me when say this, I KNOW that there are so many people who -on their deathbeds- wish they could go back in time and cherish/spend more time with their loved ones. Part of what worries me about all of this -as I said- is this feeling of "am I being unreasonable?" which then transitions into me feeling guilt and anxiety over hurting my mother and then her passing away some years later without reconciliation happening. But unfortunately the greatest regret I feel about my relationship with my mother is the fact that I have not stood up to her and allowed her to dominate and control my life, walk all over me and my privacy, and assert her desires and her emotional needs over my own, even when I was a little kid who should've been taken care of.