My Mom | Her Son's Therapist Steps Down, and She Learned Nothing to Improve On

Three years ago, on March 9, 2023, my mom had a "Modern Love Stories" rage. She basically threw a tantrum because she wanted me to come and say whether or not I took my morning pills. It was while I was listening to "Modern Love Stories" by Beach House. Rule #1: Don't fuck up my time listening to my favorite music, ESPECIALLY my favorite band Beach House. She then put on a calm persona and said it wasn't a scolding. My mom walked away from the living room, where I was.

When "The Arrangement" by Beach House began to play, I stopped the music because I was now in a bad mood. I had a meltdown and suddenly, my mom raged on, accusing me of throwing a tantrum. Bitch, no I wasn't. It's a meltdown. Yet in her little stupid Mommie Dearest-knows-best world, I was throwing a tantrum? Okay.

Fast forward to this year, 2026. Same day, same mommy tantrum, but this time over a bottled water. At that point, me being my mom's caretaker was not what I had in mind for my future. My email newsletter to my therapist, Alex, summed up how I felt about my mom.

I've written all of these things about my mom, yet she got away with acting like this to me:

And yes, I'll be using the same image to depict my mom with her phone, doom scrolling. Honestly, my mom should've taken her stupid "I am your mother" rant to a therapist. Her position as a mom means nothing to me.

I haven't heard from my therapist in a while, so one day, I decided to check up on him.

So I no longer have a therapist. That's means I'm stuck with having to deal with an emotionally immature mother until I have my insurance back. My mom should've taken what Alex said based on what I said, and take it on the chin. But my mom's stupid-ass will always think I'm overreacting.

Maybe it SHOULD kill my mom to say that I'm right about her. She thinks she is an ally to all the autistic people and neurodivergent people, but based on how she treats me, her autistic son, she is a vile ally.

I imagine my mom saying, "So YoU'rE nO lOnGeR iN tHeRaPy? Oh WeLl! I gUeSs It'S jUsT yOu AnD mE." She just wants to own me, like she's a dominatrix taking a submissive down a peg. My mom is abusive, and she can't convince me to take that back.

My mom is a topic on my gossip blog for a reason. She went past her fifteen minutes of fame from appearing on the local news, and ended up being an arrogant, miserable loser. I guess my mom's celebrityhood peaked too soon, huh?