Mamma, Is It Because of Me?

When i think about my mam, there's always this one memory that comes to mine. It's when i was stating my first, like, my high school boy friend at the time, and his mam didn't like me. And so when i heard allwas like dod f the sky of his mitig, i'll think, how dare she make my mam feel like his? How dare he share that with you? L, i mean, now, it wasn't, he was, it had nothing to do with like, him an the relationship. But i just, i just remember that moment. That was a time i really felt my mams a or that was