I was stupid enough to share a few career concerns with Mum. I know I shouldn't have. I know she's a narcissist who'll find a way to turn things around and make me feel an incompetent jerk. But still, somehow, I shamelessly confided in her.

Out comes her laptops. She starts looking for jobs for me - I didn't even ask her to find a job for me. Then after half an hour she shuts down her comp with a huff, calling me a disinterested leech. Said if she were in my place she'd have found a job ages ago. That her heart bleeds for me because I'm simply wasting away my life - that I'm a total failure. She says this 24x7, even on the days when I'm really happy about something. She wouldn't let me happy because she feeds off other people's misery.

Why do I trust her after everything she's made us go through? Why do I still confide in her? She's clearly incapable of helping anybody...just feel so mad at myself.