sorry, mom (2) small sacrificesThe of mental illness is taboo in India and people generally avoid talking about it, I responded to it the way I did. Instead of trying to understand what my mother had to , I thought of myself as a victim.
I assumed she was doing it all to embarrass me in front of my friends. I'd blame her for everything that in my life even though she had absolutely nothing to do with my .
I'm older, I'm more patient with my mother, or at least I try to be. I don't roll my eyes she starts telling a story that I know is going nowhere. I try not to give her a for breaking things or losing stuff or getting all . I have stopped hiding her from my friends.
I make an to hug her more. And I listen to her, even when I'd rather do something else, anything else, really. It's a small sacrifice, how much this woman has done for me and how badly I treated her back when I didn't any better.