I was thinking about starting a thread about this...then I saw Sara's thread and thought about containing my story in a post there...and then thought that it would be unfair to derail hers in that way, since I really want your thoughts.
I'll try to be brief about this...yes, I know it's me...humor me.
Since I was about 25 and left OC for Ventura, m y relationship with my mother was very strained ( I lived at home til I was 21 but stayed in the area til I got my first real radio job and left DL).
My mother and stepfather fought constantly, and since I didn't have much of a social life, Mom always had me around as a companion, and as I look at it now, manipulated me to be her "man" in a sense on those many occasions when Dad took off.
Mom is many things...loving, supportive, encouraging, a great cook, but also a master manipulator....and their finally came a time when my younger brothers and I couldn't take it any more...One left for Berkeley, another for New Mexico, me for Ventura County.
My folks finally got divorced in the mid-90's and sold the house we lived in for so many years, in Garden Grove. A couple of years before that, when I came down for a visit, they fought the whole time, and I said...enough.
I had a few contacts with my Dad til his death in 1998...but none with my Mom, til last year. MORE...