Just another reason

Come Thanks Giving (2010), I was planning on going with my mother for the holiday. I guess I hadn't learned my lesson yet. Well I live in a smaller town of 2000+ and the city was 20 minutes/30 miles away. I was ready and my dad and his girlfriend were ready to leave for their own Thanks Giving. The place where they were going and the place I was going was not even 15 minutes away. (in Minnesota, we go by minutes instead of miles) My mom called and asked if I was ready. I was. Then she said it would be another 2 hours before she got to my house. Knowing my mom, it would be more like 2 and a half hours. So I asked if I could just go with my dad and have her pick me up. At first she was making it seem like it was okay. Then she went on to saying it was across town and a 40 minute drive. That the place she was going was in another city. It was not. She said what ever and if I went with my dad, she was not going to come and get me. I was getting angry at this point and decided that if I went with her, we would only get into a fight. So I went with my father. Everything was fine until she called me that night.
She called me names again. Could I think on my own? My father was a bad man. My mom was the victim. Did I have emotions? I should start doing things on my own. Get into reality. Heartless bitch. I don't care how she feels. I don't care. Do I think about other peoples feelings? My dads fault. Exactly liker your father. Cold hearted person. I don't care that my grandmother died. Do you have a heart? She was glade to see me cry at my grandmothers funeral "oh my god my daughter has a heart! She had feelings!"  Do you have a heart? Do you have a heart? Do you have a heart? "I don't think so".
She said all those things and I didn't want to listen. My dad told me to hang up, so I did. I cried so hard I was dry heaving. It hurt my head and stomach. This was all just another reason to add to the list....