My values and my mother's values have changed and this is only normal

I see the unhealed parts of myself, I understand how I have grown this or that way because of this and this. I still love her, and yet the fears that surround her and the worries are no longer mine and I can understand how that makes her feeling alone. I am sorry about it and yet I can do nothing.
I see how she wants to drag me into playing this game of fear, that game of anger, that game of scarcity. And me refusing to play with her, must not feel good to her.
I know I need to move, I have always known that I cannot live with her despite that I can love her.
You can argue that it's not real love, if I cannot take another's darkness.

But it feels that this is my moment to live. It is a new beginning for me and she is full of resentment for life and others. I am making choices. She is feeling like a victim of her own offerings. Being around this is not something I want, a strong NO there.

I must stop trying anything whatsoever as I've seen that trying only burdens the circumstances with judgements and expectations. I should simply be here for the time that I will be, move, focus on the things I want to focus.
And yet the bait is so good, to bite into, seeing how she forced me into an almost autistic child because of her overwhelming nature, and so I always had to "focus on myself, go inwards" instead of expressing myself and being who I am. I must thank her because she helped me to unlock my spiritual nature like that, the inclination to go inwards.
I need to better shift my focus towards appreciation, or nothingness, quietness.
Either love or quiet, unless I cannot anymore and then I will have to explode.

I think what truly bothers me is that I feel this is not real love I am giving her.