I'm A Shitty Gaslighter with My Mom

I met my mother the day I was born in Jefferson Hospital in the month of May back in 1986. She has been a major source of inspiration in my life (as well as strife -- like any Jewish mother worth her weight) and whom I often credit as the source of my incredible self-esteem.  In this interview we talk about... well, I'm going to be honest: it's best you just experience this one as it comes to you. It's certainly the most insightful and candid conversation I've recorded so far and is just as funny as it is dark depending on your perspective. About nine years ago my mom was in a car crash that nearly claimed her life and left her speech a little slurred. Since then she has become immensely self-conscious and worried about looking foolish and on this special night (Thanksgiving of last month -- go figure) she was particularly vulnerable and shared things that she apparently has never shared before. After many conversations about what to keep and what to cut (and wether I should even post this at all) my mother agreed to take a gamble on me and share this very emotionally charged episode and once again I can't help but feel an unspeakable amount of gratitude that she is my mom and that we have such a relationship that I can share my art with her by sharing this episode with all of you.