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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Careless-Sink5005 on 2026-03-27 20:00:15+00:00.
I left my parents house years ago, I never was super close to them but at least I know I love my mom. They didn't really reach out to me either so our dynamic is reduced to me visiting once every two or three months. This past Saturday, I thought "Hmmm Day off... I'll have those brownies I've been sitting on and clean the house. (I get in the mood for deep cleaning when doing edibles).
I ate one and got cleaning and after a while my mom called me.
"Hey can we talk?" -"Sure"
"OK I'll be at the door in 5"
I was a little nervous because I was not expecting any guests, and on top of that, I was starting to feel the brownie but what was I supposed to say? Mother I will not talk to you in this time of need because I'd rather get high? Hell no.
She comes in, natural first time visit (She'd never been at my place before) get her water and she starts venting about my dad, her marriage, dreams, mistakes, everything all at once.
I was really really struggling trying to pay attention and then it hit me like a truck, a high quite powerful. ABSOLUTELY HORRENDOUS I was paranoid she'd figure out what was going on because I started sweating so much.
We continued talking, she was still crying and the rest is blurry, it was until the evening that I was okay again and she decided to leave, thanking me for listening to her, advising and whatnot. She thanked me because "that was the first time we got to know each other"
The thing is, I have no idea what we talked about other than general I feel sad kind of stuff.
I had lunch with my parents today, because my mom told me Saturday that they were not going to live together anymore so, last family meal, and, she asked about things that she mentioned to me Saturday and of course I was clueless, told them I was just tired but I think she suspects something's wrong and I don't want to break her heart because she was genuinely calmer and happier when she left Saturday and telling her I don't know what she said is just not an option.
Anyway thanks for reading, I know it's fucked up and that I shouldn't lie to her but come on, she was already blue when we talked, I don't plan on finding out how she'd react if I tell her the truth.
TL;DR:
My mother visited me to talk about serious emotional matters right after I had edibles and I feel guilty because I have no idea what we talked about.