My mom is an extremely tough, insensitive woman. She never cries except for when she watches a stupid reality show. She shows more compassion for dogs and people on reality tv than she does for her own daughter. She is an extreme bitch. Whenever I need her emotionally, she screams and pretty much tells me to stop being weak. When I say screaming, I mean she yells at the top of her lungs and tells me how much I have destroyed her life. She acts more like a drill sergeant father than she does a mother. Her work has made her a complete psycho as well. Long hours, being in an environment surrounded by men. According to her, I did everything wrong. I married the wrong man. He is just using me and this and that and I am a rebound for him. She can not deal with the fact that he is foreign, not Catholic, and not of my ethnic background. She tricked me into coming back home. I was with my husband on the other side of the world and happy. Listening to her cry and beg and plead everyday made me feel really bad and then I started to think that maybe it was better for me to go home and prepare for my husband to come here. Big mistake! The minute I stepped off the plane, my mom was nagging again. I left without even telling her when I went abroad because she deserved it. Of course, I called her as soon as I got to the airport. While I was away with my husband, she called me a million times a day and sent me a million emails. All she knows how to do is bring down my self-esteem since I was a little girl. Until like 3 years ago, I didn't realize how much she has ruined my self-esteem and turned me into the insecure, overly sensitive person that I am today. Mom does not understand why I suffer from the extreme depression I suffer from today. She had a happy childhood with brothers and sisters. She didn't deal with the issues I dealt with. She is very small-minded. Almost like Archie Bunker sometimes. QUESTION: Why do people like her who are sooooo incredibly cold, shallow, and sometimes dumb always call intelligent people crazy??? One more thing, I love my husband. However, it is dangerous because he is the only thing that makes me happy at the moment. I know he feels overwhelmed. When we argue, he doesn't understand my extreme sensitivity all the time. He tries really hard, but he can't possibly handle everything. Yesterday, I went psycho and I was really embarrassed afterwards. It was over petty things. Him not sending money right away because he had to wait an extra day to get the rest of the money and me finding that he still had his ex's mother's number in his contacts. How do I deal with this situation and my mom and having to live with her again, feeling like an elementary school girl again?