...it didn't go so well. I called her with the hope of reconnecting and wishing her a happy mother's day. She immediately launched into a bizarre tirade and tried to shame me for things that happened when I was a child, like a time when we were at a hotel together and she drove a staff member to tears, and I had the audacity to apologize to the girl for my mother's screaming. That happened 15 years ago, but she still yelled at me about it. Out of the blue. Today.
I tried to explain my boundaries, which I've discussed at great lengths with my doctors, and she kind of chuckled along with them. ("Oh, no screaming? That's "triggering?", hehe, Okay, sure."), I told her it was important and she