Frankly, there were periods during my teens and college where I had to forgive her endlessly for gross errors in treating me as her daughter. Looking back I realize that she was truly learning how to be a mom as she went (like most of us do, only more so because she had no model). She went to a parochial school, not a public school, and did not understand the pressures we were going through. Many of her kids acted out from stress.
You know even this part of her/your story of is inspiring. gives me a little hope seeing I have that same problem of learning as I go. I only hope that later, they will see enough to be forgiving of my grave errors. Thanks for sharing. Here I thought this was to cheer you up a bit, and I am going away a bit settled.