When I arrived home yesterday.....I thought mom was in a moment of clarity...until she said...."I have something to ask you....what time is the bus coming."
She has been very hard to handle these past few days. I have decided she hates me. I really thought she would be over the violent stage, past the hitting, kicking and such. Last night she slapped me as I was trying to take her shoes off to get her ready for bed.
Much prayer is needed.....
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I am so sorry. She doesn't hate you. It's just the terrible disease at work.
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