Sigh, it's a long, long story with deep layers to it, but I'll make it as short as I can. Mother and her folks hail from the rural Southern US, where Christianity and traditional values rule. Whenever horrible things have happened, they place it on God and then they sweep it under the rug, as if that solves anything -- it's why I gave up on Christianity. How about getting a therapist. Even in the bible it says that faith w/o works is useless, but you know how they cherry-pick biblical verses lol.

She has always treated her older son better than me, allowing him to get away with bullying me and spewing far-right, conspiracy theory nonsense. He has never had to be accountable for anything, because she didn't teach him that, instead coddling and babying him, while I had to be her therapist as a teen. And yes, I have talked to her about this many times, she doesn't care and never will.

She's talked smack about other toxic relatives behind their backs but smiles in their faces. Southern hospitality, am I right?

I still live with her, but don't talk to her at all. And it's lovely. There will never be a relationship between us. Her and her son can live happily ever after.