Mom drove away tonight. I don't know where.

It all started because Cathy, the world's most manipulative human being, was trying to make us feel guilty because she paid for a storage unit in the name of Tyler, one of our trailer people. This led to a meeting in the middle of the damn evening, because people don't understand the core concept of business hours. Mom kept repeating that I should just block Cathy and let Dad respond to her messages. I told her I don't think that's legal because Dad never answers his phone, and she has to have a reasonable chance of reaching someone. Mom kept repeating over and over that it was not true, and claimed I was stating I have to respond to every call and text that woman makes, which I never said. Then when I said I never said that, Mom said she never said I did. She was so distraught over this whole thing that she couldn't remember what she said seconds ago. Then she claimed I had implied that I needed to respond to everything. Which again I never did. We ended up screaming at each other about her lying to me about what I said, and now she's gone.

She took the dog with her. I don't know where the hell they went. She left her phone behind, so I can't find out.

I think maybe I will go ahead and off myself tonight. I deserve it.