Why am i feeling like that? It was just my mother,walking to the room enough to fill me with dread and frustration. Yes,she does mentally abused me yet she's also absent. Only shows up like one in a week But whenever she faces me or i face her. My body tenses up,my belly sink like it's waiting for her to spill those disapproval lines or glares. I am no longer seeking her approval but it's still expecting