My mom when I was growing up was terrible. I was not a bad kid. Never got in fights. Didn't smoke. Didnt drink. My mom called me fat. (I wasn't). She would then make me eat. I remember one time I broke my wrist and she wouldn't take me to the hospital until my dad came home. So many things she has said and done and yet she still makes me feel guilty. She has no one in her life but me. Now what?