She has a mental illness. I am not sure what it is, but it's mostly anger against me. Whenever she introduces me to anyone, they always comment how I can't possibly be her mother. I look so young and fit, etc. She is 100 pounds overweight, and although I think she's beautiful, she has no idea how to apply makeup or fix her hair. That bothers her a lot when people say that; I can't help it. I got lucky genetically, but I will look very old soon, and she will still be in her 40s. Once, after a tennis tournament at a club where she worked, and we played as partners, she got her food from the buffet and disappeared. I looked around, could not find her, and sat alone since I did not know anyone. She appeared later as if nothing was wrong. She said she should not have left me like that a few years later. Those are the kinds of things she does. I always forgive and forget, but I would never be her friend if she were not my child.