Yesterday I wrote about mom bitching to brother 3 about not going out in dangerous conditions. Found out today how much weight his defense carried.

Brother 1 called. He’s the best at letting her roll off him, but my hello was greeted with “she’s such a bitch!”

She doubled down about my failures to him. Specifically that I didn’t do things for her last Friday.

Friday, the day my work was closed for our safety. Over 6” of snow. Wind chill of -35. As brother pointed out to her 112 cars in ditches locally. He flat out told her off for expecting me to risk my life to get her things she didn’t even need.

Her response was silence.

This is what I need to remember!

This is who I’m dealing with.

This is the value she places on me.

Now I know how this isn’t a reflection on me or my worth. But what it is, is a shining example of who I’m dealing with.

I journaled about this tonight. What I realized is that this doesn’t hurt. Instead it’s a piece of freedom.

I actually had the most on plan day I’ve had in ages. For a snack I wanted chocolate. Pulled out a bag of chocolate covered almonds, thought “not out of the bag” and measured a serving into a bowl.

My goals are important. I am worth reaching them. I deserve health and mobility! I will get there!