My mother is a spoiled brat with an attitude problem and strives to make my life miserable

For context, I am struggling with depression and my mom has little to no understanding what depression is like because she hasn’t experienced it like I have. We were going to the mall yesterday so all the present tense description I have was based on the very day it happened.

My mom is constantly screaming at me to brush my teeth, even though I told her I already did. She gave me the funny look and gloated that I was lying. I was pissed. Mom demanded me to show her my teeth. I replied I don’t have to prove anything to her. She gloated again that I’m lying.

I screamed at her to shut up. She kept going on how I have to brush my teeth every day or else I will get cavities. I told her I don’t need to do anything to please her or anyone else. She replied that I need to do it for “myself”. I replied “my self says that I don’t have to”. She got all sassy saying “oh ReALLy?!”

I mocked her back saying “yes, ReALLy”. Then she goes insulting me saying “don’t make me beat you with a club”.

I replied “well you know what’s gonna happen”

She replied “what?”

I replied “you know”

She replied “no I don’t, tell me”

I replied “don’t play dumb, you know”

Still she kept playing dumb until I finally told her what will happen, I said the police will come and get her.

She laughed in my face and said “for what?”

I replied “for child abuse”

Again she laughed in my face and said “you’re not a child anymore”

I replied “I’m still YOUR child”

She replied “it don’t work like that”

I replied “is that what you really think?”

She replied “that’s what I KNOW, once you turn 18, you can’t be a victim of child abuse anymore”

I replied “you only say that just so you can get away with everything and have the police, isn’t that right?”, doing a finger jab at her.

She replied “what was THAT for?”

I replied “what do you mean?”

She mimicked my finger jab and said “what kind of childish gesture is that? What’s THAT even supposed to mean?”

I replied “it’s to point out your hypocrisy”

Then she complained over how much she hates doing chores and how tired she is all the time. I replied “is that ALL you do, complain about how horrible your life is?”

She replied rudely “uh, what does it look like?”

I replied “I have to work my ass off all the time, I’m tired as hell, and yet I STILL have to do things”.

She replied “oh yeah, like what?”

I replied “exist”

She “playfully” slapped my hand, I tried to playfully slap her back, but of course she got mad and screamed “DON’T YOU DARE HIT ME!!!!! YOU HEARD WHAT I SAID!!!!! HIT ME ONE MORE TIME AND YOU’LL FIGURE IT OUT!!!!”

I replied “like what? Tell me what I’m gonna figure out”

She never bothered to tell me.

She then complained that she doesn’t want to go to the mall, and kept going on over how crowded it is, and “what is so special about the mall that you want to look for?”

I replied “I collect figurines”

She bitched and moaned about everything about how I’m wasting all my money, there will be no more room to store them, and then she rudely replied “where else are you gonna hang ‘em, the ceiling?”

I replied “it’s possible”

She scoffed at me going “yeah right”

Which is so ironic of her to say because she constantly collects house decorations that she barely uses from Hobby Lobby.

She then proceeded to slap me with a wet paper towel. I responded by slapping her hand with MY hand. She kept right on and laughed in my face, “we can do it all day, let’s see who stops first”

Of course she stops first after I made her drop the paper towel, and she went to pick it up. I said “you’re out”.

But she went “nuh uh, I wasn’t finished yet, I was just picking it up, what did you want me to do, pick it up with my toes?”

I replied “it’s possible”

She plopped on my bed and dozed off. I told her to get up. She rudely told me no.

I replied “you better get up right now missy, or I’ll make you get up!”

She replied “I don’t have to if I don’t want to, and I’m not getting up until you do what I say!”

I told her no, if she’s not getting up, then I’m not doing it for her.

Of course she threw a fit and went “no!! Get your stuff now!”. I told her no. Still she screamed at me “no!! Give it to me now!!! I’m not wasting my time waiting on you!!”

I replied “well I’m not wasting my time waiting on YOU!!!”

She kept screaming at me and throwing a fit and demanded me to massage her feet and back. I told her no and if she wants it done then she will do it herself.

Again she screamed and threw a fit. Finally I gave in just so she’ll shut up, but she still kept screaming at me and demanding more from me.

I screamed at her “what is your problem, woman?!”

She replied “YOU! You’re my problem!”

I replied “you’re your own problem!”

Of course she wouldn’t let me have the last word and went with the dentist excuse. “I just got a phone call from your dentist the other day, and he said you’re going to need another appointment”

I replied “what’s that got to do with anything?”

She replied “when he finds out you’re not brushing your teeth everyday, he’s gonna pull your teeth out! And he’s gonna look at your mouth and see how well you’ve been brushing!”

She even threatened me “let me see if your toothbrush is wet and we’ll see if you REALLY brushed your teeth”

She kept going on over how I eat too much chocolate and that she doesn’t want me to go out with dirty teeth. It pisses me off knowing that she’s constantly trying to make me feel horrible about myself and being controlling of my life.

It made me sick how she had the audacity to bully her own daughter, using heavy sarcasm to belittle and demean her. Whenever I use sarcasm, she combats it with more sarcasm just to watch me suffer. Then she’ll guise it up with “it’s only a joke, don’t you have any sense of humor?”.

I have depression, putting up with my spoiled brat of a mother and yet I’M the bad guy? Fuck my life!