My mother is by far the person I have the most resentment toward in life, for she is mainly responsible for forcing the unfortunate state of existence upon me. I'll forever resent her sorry *** for forcing life on me and thus subjecting me to the pain and suffering of existence.
Well, then again. I might send her a copy of David Benatar's Better Never to Have Been: The Harm of Coming into Existence just to slap her in her sorry face.