Are you getting anything at all that's positive from this relationship?
Only its ending, callaway.
Trying imaging it on this level: If I were dating someone who acted like my mother does, you'd tell me to run the fuck away, and worry if I didn't. She's nuts, she's toxic, and I hate her. That she gave birth to me doesn't place her in a super-special category of people that I would never cut out of my life. I have no such category. It placed her in the super-special category of someone whose craziness I put up with for 23 years before cutting her out, and I'm sure that was far, far too long for my own good.