She's freakin' out! Okay, so there was an experience from my past that people will happily label me for. I threatened someone. The FBI got involved. It was horrible for the person who I threatened. It was horrible for me. Why would I be proud of this? My life has changed since then! And for the better! Nonetheless, my mother is still so heavily involved... She wants to always be involved. I'm working my ass off to get to a point where she won't be involved.

She said, "I don't want the FBI at my DOOR!" Dude. I suffered the consequences. I would NEVER, EVER allow such a thing to happen again. My mother will use her trauma from the experience as an excuse.

I decided to tell my mother that I "was looking for friends on Reddit" because I found that I can't get by on hobbies. I didn't tell my mother that I was looking to date. I told my mother of someone wonderful in Ontario who I met on this platform, and who is now a trusted friend. I shouldn't have told my mother about ANY of this!

Someone on another subreddit told me that I'm "a danger to everyone around me" for having a felony charge. Someone accusing me of prejudice was prejudiced in saying that. Or as I say, "The pot has something to say to the kettle, and what the pot has to say is, 'You're BLACK!'" I decided not to interact with this person because it would be useless. HOWEVER, what my mother is not capable of understanding is that a bunch of Internet posts are very different from what happened while I was at that university. She's a nerve wracked person who will never stop panicking. I tell my best friend that "my mother is panicked.", and my best friend responds asking me, "Isn't she always panicked?"

Oh, and my mother told me that I "always have to ruin things when there's a holiday." It's currently Rosh Hashanah, the Jewish New Year. I heard my mother say that as far back as high school twenty years ago.

Edit: I just wanted to say that my mother was always terrified that "the FBI would get involved" in whatever I'd do, even well before what went down at that university went down. Whether it was My Little Pony or Bitcoin, the FBI "was going to investigate me."

And THIS is why I was never able to save my Bitcoin. Because my life isn't normal!!!!! I had 1.02 BTC in the summer of 2014, but there wasn't going to be any way that I was going to be able to keep that. I spent it on an Intel i5-4690 computer processor the day before I went to France to visit my grandmother. I haven't been back to France since. I screamed in my sleep in France that summer! And my parents needed a scapegoat to blame if I were to stop going on those trips to France. This lousy psychiatrist who wanted to put me in a group home was that scapegoat.

I then had 1.44 BTC in early 2020 from student refunds when I'm eligible for the Total and Permanent Disability Discharge for full relief from federal student loans, but there was never going to be any way that I was going to save that, either! I tried to recoup what I spent so many times, but I couldn't because my life isn't normal!!!! And that very much has to do with my panicked mother always, always, ALWAYS freaking out over every little thing that doesn't even exist!!!!!!!!