If your mother was ...

 so bad, as horrible as you claim; why you take it so long?  Why eva'body else in your family don't seem to have a problem?

I thought about that question for a long time?  Why were the slaves "contented" from 1619 until 1865?  Why did so many remain on the same plantations where they were mistreated and abused?

After awhile you accept your plight, your lot in life.  At some point you being to believe the lies you've been hand feed.  You begin to love your oppressor more than yourself.  As a matter of fact,  you hate yourself and love that cruel creature that holds you hostage.

You give up on GOD, you stop trying to climb out of that pit.  You totally agree with your jailer, your tormentor.  Why and how could anyone possibly love you?  So you crawl under her foot, content.  Grateful and thankful for any kindness you are shown.

You give up on living, lose all will to fight.  No one is going to help you.  No one is going to believe you.  You might as well go along to get along.  If some foolish sibling is stupid enough to spill the tea, you won't help her.  There are two things that  demonic mother taught you; "Honor thy mother..." and "Cover your own a**."

She is eighty-six years old and you see no evidence that GOD gives a damn.  So you just pretend that none of this ever happened.  You self medicate and hope this very long nightmare will end one day.