I moved out of my mom's house in 2014. I bought my first home and I've been busy. It was just me and my mom for the longest time at her house. She never remarried. She didn't have any friends. She had noone to talk to but me. She called often, but I rarely answered the phone. I was busy with my new home and all the random girls I hooked up with. My mom would leave me voicemail messages that sound like she was having a full conversation with me. She would tell me how her day went, ask me if I heard the news about so and so. I can tell now just how lonely she was. She passed away last year. Didn't get to say goodbye. I wish I had stayed. I had no idea she was sick. I am at home by myself. I have friends to call and hang out with. My mom didn't have anyone. Even her piece of shit son turned her away. I feel so broken and I think every single day how I can make it up to her. I'm flying straight. No more alcohol and hook ups for me. I'm going to settle with my current girl. My mom would have loved her.