If You Know I'm Struggling And You Know What Triggers Me Then Why Don't You Stop, Why Don't You Care?

/nbh sorry somehow tonight devolved into mommy issues she's just in my fucking head i thought i was growing out of this like i'm grown what does it matter what my mother thinks but nope she's still in my fucking head she always talked about how jealous she was when i was at my lw before she started ozempic and now i'm pretty sure she's getting revenge for me ever having the audacity to be skinnier than her why did she ever bother faking concern if she's just gonna turn around and shame me for gaining every time she gets the chance she knows my triggers because they're her triggers and she just throws them in my face every fucking day it's my own fucking fault for letting my lw slip away i just need to get control over this again and then she can't say shit anymore it's my own fault i made myself so fucking disgusting and soft i did this to myself i have to fix it