Yep. 

It's taken me 18 years to tell her that. She really let me down last night.

She started kicking off at my Dad (they've been divorced that long) in a WhatsApp call last night, calling him a saboteur. I went ballistic at both of them, and told them that I was leaving the conversation *setting a boundary*. I was trying to be adult and tell them that I had an issue with my impulsivity, and that I needed their help. Instead they engaged in a slanging match and I left. 

I spent the rest of the night trying to validate both my parents, until I realised - actually, no, I don't have to any longer. 

My mother was like "Your Dad should have respected me". My Dad decided to gloat. 

So I called them both a disappointment. 

My mother tried saying sorry, I made it clear that she and my Dad sabotaged the conversation with her behaviour. 

Yep. At 31 I'm having to parent my parents. No more.