I mention in this comment how much of a terrible mother mine was. To summarize, she was physically and mentally abusive. She is a narcissist. She ruined my life by outing me as being gay to everyone in a very conservative town. She rooted through my privacy to find out I was gay, reading my journal with no permission.

After all this happened, a couple of years ago we weren't talking. She kept emailing me, requesting that I talk to her or do stuff for her. She had this need to be forgiven all the time because everything was about her. This never happened as she isn't worthy of such forgiveness.

But I knew that she was smoking pot to deal with stress. I was as well, considering my life fell apart around my ears and I had no way of coping. But I didn't have a job that drug tested. Hers did. She knew some people at said job and would always manage to sneak past drug tests saying how it's obvious she never did anything.

I called her boss, then her bosses boss and reported her. When they asked what proof I had, I forwarded emails in which she admitted this to me.

A week later she was fired. She never really found out why. Until I told her. She went ballistic. She hasn't had a job since because no one will hire her after how she left her previous job. She demanded to know why they drug tested her, who faked it, etc etc.

I don't regret it. She deserved it. She abused me, she put me in foster care because she attacked me, she insulted everyone I've ever cared about and belittled me by expecting me to be a fucking push over.

Guess what Mom. You fucked up. You made me into something worse than you'll ever be. You do these things because you have some twisted disorder that MAKES you do them.

I did it because I just wanted to.