My mother called me the other day.

She actually just called me again right now.

Out of nowhere, she started crying. She started apologizing for all the things shes done to me. She's sorry for being the main reason that my life is filled with so misfortune. She says that I don't have to forgive her; I can even hate her more if I wanted to.

I didn't respond for a bit, but I told her that I didn't hate her and everything's alright. I told her that I would of done the same thing if I was in the same position.

I didn't tell her I could ever forgive her though. Mainly because I can never let it go.