I guess most mothers give a hugs to their daughter when they cry and say something that would be enough to stop those tears from falling. My mother does that too, but her words don't stop my tears because they console me, but because they are cold enough to freeze the wet tracks on my face. She's not a great mother, but I still don't find any reason to hate her. She might say that she hates me, and she might never be there when I need her, but that's just her. It's not so easy to change who you are, but I know she is trying - everyday getting better at being a mother. So I've accepted her the way she is because I know she loves me and one day she'll admit it. On that day she might become the best mother, though I won't say she is the worst right now.