I asked you not to tell it. I asked you specifically not to tell my brother. Today I find out you told him anyway. “It just slipped out,” you said.
You can’t keep a secret to save your life. You want to know all my stuff but you can’t keep a damn secret to yourself, and you wonder why I don’t want to tell you things. You wonder why I don’t tell you about a guy I might be dating or just know for that matter. BECAUSE YOU CAN’T KEEP YOUR FUCKING MOUTH SHUT.
You are my mother for christ’s sake and I should be able to trust you with my stuff. Especially the things pertaining to my health, but I can’t. I can’t trust you with anything.