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Things have changed dramatically in the past few days. Games have been played, unfun ones involving substance abuse and passive aggressiveness. Finally I got a sense of why the aunt heap is collectively freaking out. Yes, situation very bad with my mother.

After my mother lied to me about what she was doing on Sunday and Monday she called up the aunt I am the closest to and ordered her to call me up to tell me that mom was 'too sick' to see me on Tuesday. We'd left it that we'd get together on Tuesday. Somehow this got translated to we'd grab lunch. Not a word about lunch was mentioned between us.

Too chicken shit to speak directly to me, and Mom ignored about a dozen calls from me before this. Mom then told my aunt that she'd get together with me for lunch on Thursday. Chicken head Mom, I fly out on Thursday morning! Came for the week, spent a mere four hours with her.

Emergency meeting at the aunts. I told them I wash my hands of this mess. They shouldn't have anything further to do with an abusive drunk either! There's literally nothing any of us can do if she refuses to cooperate in any way, and we cannot prove conclusively that she's mentally unfit. Filing away this week's actions in my diary of her bizarre behaviors I started logging ten years ago for the purposes of proving she's not rational.

Just like I feared, and I told them before I flew here nothing was accomplished and she's refusing to cooperate with anyone. I cannot fathom locking out the entire family like this!

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