She saw my dad in me, and she utterly loathed my dad. She was all sorts of messed up. She was too young, she blamed everyone else for her problems. I was an 8 year old boy upon whom she was able to take out her anger with no immediate consequences. Beatings, neglect, and screaming at me how all men were dirty r-pists who give women cancer via sex. She hugged me and told me she loved me once, when I was dying in hospital (I got better, obviously).