My Mom Needs Me To Parent Her But She Never Parented Me

Why I stopped being a Giving Tree

My mom has just called me to chat. “Frank and I are doing so great. He’s so amazing! I’ve been staying with him. I’m working on taking care of things at my apartment, you know, sorting it and all.” On the surface, this sounds fine, but this is the same thing my mom has been telling me for the last fifteen years. She is a hoarder and has dementia, and co…