My relationship with my mother has never been good. I have existed under her thumb for my entire life. I felt like I owed her since she was a teen mother and decided to keep me. But she is an erratic horrible human being. Most of my memories are of her screaming at me. I am now in my 30s and I have reached my limit. Something triggered memories and now I can never just go back. When I was a child, my mom invited her brother to live with us. She was still married to my dad. For reasons I cannot fathom, she began a relationship with him. They were not subtle about it. My dad divorced her over this. He should've called the cops but he didn't because he believed we needed our mother. Once he was out of the house, my mother's brother-lover, my uncle, began abusing me and another one of my siblings. He forced me to sleep in a dog house because if I was going to act like a b!tch, he was going to treat me like one. I can't be the only one living with this. I'm done with her.