 See, all of a sudden, she has to be your mom and your dad. And she has to take care of you all by herself. And when there's a problem, there's nobody in the house to tell it to. When she wants to cry, there's no one to cry with. She's all wrapped up with anger and bitterness. And who can she turn to? Me? She does. And it's my guess that sometimes when she's screaming at you for not picking up your shoes, she's really screaming at your dad for leaving you.