I’m getting awful tired of seeing my mom slowly making herself into an alcoholic over what happened to me. I recently gave her a call to check up on her and she was drunk. She was tearfully saying ridiculous dramatic things like “You’re too beautiful for this to happen to,” and “Is this what having your life be a lie feels like?” When she sobered up, she called me later to apologize. I told her she needs to get it together and this weekend, we’re going to have another sit-down talk about this. I can’t stand to see my mom like this any longer. I’m going to urge her one final time to join me during my therapy sessions. I’m hoping her recent apology to me is her understanding how irrational she’s being and will serve as a wake-up call to her. If she agrees to it, I’ll probably have to finally disclose the details of my molestation to her, just so she doesn’t have to find out during therapy. That’s going to be hard to do. But another survivor who I talked to about this says she should know, that there’s nothing worse than not knowing. I see their point, even if I’m unsure if I agree with it. I guess we might just see if that’s true.

Hugs, if wanted. This has really blown up. I suppose her behavior is understandable, but eventually she's going to have to come to grips with it. I hope she'll go to the session with you.

Always appreciated, thank you. She has agreed to come to my therapy session tomorrow, so there’s that.