"Look, as sentient meat, however illusory our identities are, we craft those identities by making value judgments. Everybody judges, all the time. Now, you got a problem with that, you’re living wrong."
She comes up and goes on about how she hates herself and she is a terrible mom and she just needs a hug but the person who loves her the most won't. Then storms off. So I go downstairs and explain that I haven't been allowed to touch her so she has to ask for a hug. Hold her for a bit on the couch. She says she isn't happy, wants to be, wants to look at me and feel love but can't. I said you need counseling. She doesn't want to talk. I said I wont reject you and I want to trust you but it has to happen on my terms. So good night.
She comes up and goes on about how she hates herself and she is a terrible mom and she just needs a hug but the person who loves her the most won't.
AKA look at poor me, feel bad for me.
She definitely needs IC, stick to your guns. She hasn't even begun to think about the pain she has caused you. Everything is still about her...
Hoping she gets it, such a waste when they don't!