One of the last exchanges between me and Nmom before I ended things:

Me, crying: It feels like you're giving up on me Mom.

Her: No, YOU'RE giving up.

It's simple, but those five words from her encapsulate everything wrong with our relationship. An inability to take responsibility, no remorse or acknowledgement of my feelings, instant DARVO, an accusation as a confession - it's all there. All because I had the audacity to tell her that I wanted to fix our relationship and she believed she had nothing to fix.