I suppose I’m ignoring that I have to figure out a way to tell my mom that I will not be coming home for Xmas, for the 1st time ever, and I won’t be visiting again until she makes an effort to get to know my partner of 5+ years and gets some therapy for herself. My partner is an angel. Anyone else would have left me when I started getting sick, pretty early in our relationship. I don’t know how to tell her that until she can be civil and not push my buttons on purpose constantly, I can’t go there because its toxic to me and worsens my chronic pain condition. She uses that damn catholic guilt on me and I have a huge guilt complex because of it. I don’t even want to go to the family event because she will be there and I’m not the only one that doesn’t want to see my mom right now. My aunt, my mom’s older sister, invited my partner and I to come to their house for Xmas because she isn’t going to anything either for the same reasons. She’s always been the kind of person who insists everyone else is the problem and that there is a pill for everything, so since she’s on Prozac, she’s fine. No, she’s way worse, like she was the last time she was on it, during the 90’s. She still schwags out, but the Prozac makes her not care at all who she’s yelling at or what she’s saying. This is a really complex and delicate issue…sigh.