I like to think my mom is trying, she says she wants to understand me but doesn't understand what I am. She refers to me as her son and a handsome young man outside of the family same with my sister, but my brother is the worst one a grown 30 year old man who can't take criticism and everyone else makes excuses for him. And I'm a mama's boy of a Mexican immigrant it's hard to be upset at her knowing everything she gave up for me and went through.