Trying to Understand

I'm trying to understand her. How could someone who was so headstrong when I was growing up, so critical, who made me believe everything I did was wrong, hot-tempered, slammed doors, cupboards when she was mad could become someone I don't recognize anymore. It's like she controlled everything around her so her life could be a certain way for so long that she can't handle adversity, pain, anything she can't control. She can't be open-minded enough or persevere long enough for any kind of therapy to work - medication, counseling, acupuncture, chiropractic therapy, meditation. Therapy can work on its own to some point, but you also have to believe it's working and let it do its thing. I can't listen to her say "I'm trying" to let it work when I tell her these things because I know she has a mental block against anything that might help her. If only I could give her some of my will, strength and my sense to let things go sometimes. Sometimes you have to let go of control and have faith to get your balance back and grow stronger. Damn, I should run for President.