My mother and I also had a fraught relationship despite the fact that we were close when I was growing up. My dad and siblings also barely functioned — to say my house was toxic is an understatement. I eventually decided to cut off all contact with my mom and she died unexpectantly 6 months later. Was I sad about having no closure? For about two weeks. And then I realized there was NO WAY I could have continued that relationship without decimating my mental health.

Keep doing what you feel is right. You KNOW what you need to do — it’s okay to be fine with that. ❤️