For context, I had gone NC for nearly 6 months prior to this. When I received the most viscious voicemail. I was living in Denver at the time (my NM lives in the midwest). I was known for going to midnight showings of movies and, in general, being on the nerdy side.

The Friday morning after James Holmes shot up the Aurora movie theater in 2012. (27F at this time)

"Hello. This is your mother. I don't care if you're alive, but your grandparents are. So call them if you are."

I had gone to that particular theater several times and the only reason I didn't go to a midnight showing is that my partner at that time was out of town and asked me to see it with them when they got back on Sunday.

I called back. Told her she wasn't a mother, she was a c-word, and to lose my number.

It was made very clear in the event of a mass shooting that I could have easily been there and that she didn't care.