Well? - Results (26 votes)
I think that if you have to make a topic about it, your mind is probably already made up.
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On one hand, she does love me. On the other, it's only because the rest of my family abuses her copiously. Moreover, it will be very awkward to speak to her next, when she inevitably tries to make contact with me again. On the other hand, she would be overly forgiving for my lapse of memory, but mostly because no one else is really fond of her, as mentioned previously. She did have a terrible habit of underestimating me and lowering my self-esteem, to the point that I had been driven to seek domicile in a place where she cannot easily visit. She also had a habit of never listening to a thing I said whenever I sought her for emotional comfort. She also weaponized me against my father in a decades-long feud, often spoiling me for the sole purpose of spiting him. She never bothered to learn a word of English in order to communicate with her own kids properly. She also treated me like an emotional support dog, ranting to me about things I cared nothing about. Once, I had to listen to her rant about how she should have married some bloke from Macau instead of my father. In spite of all this, I think I love her on some level. But now that I've been away from her for so many months, I'm not so sure. Anyway, what should I do?
I must have these answers.
Number VI:
Larxene.
The Organization's Not-That-Geezer's-Heart-Tank.