My mother is incredibly volatile today. Point 1, she can’t accept that I’m not in fact the reason why she can’t go to Colorado. Point 2, I told her it makes me mildly uncomfortable when she sits at the table and waits for me to finish eating (and while the comment was unrelated to the previous topic, she took it as a connecting statement and stormed off in a huff).
When I asked her why she was angry and that I wasn’t the one telling her she can’t go to Colorado, she didn’t answer me.
Which leads me to the conclusion that yes, she blames me for the reason why she’s not going to Colorado. When, in reality, there’s no sound reason why she shouldn’t be going.