Burn (ones’s) bridges:

To do something which makes it impossible for one to return to their former situation or way of life, etc.; to cause permanent damage in your relationships.

A bridge has been burnt tonight, and right now, I have no desire to rebuild it, I don’t think I ever will. And I know that my harsh stance and refusal to bend is hurting my mom, and for that I am truly sorry, but I can’t bend, not this time. And I can’t forgive, not this.

And you know the part that hurts the most is, I want to hate her for this, but even now, knowing that she doesn’t give a fuck about me or my son or what’s going to happen to us because of what she’s done, I can’t. But I can’t forgive her either, so where do I go from here? I just don’t know.

P.S. It seems fitting that we're under a Freeze Watch until Tuesday, and they're predicting bumping that to a Freeze Warning, and a Frost Advisory. Fun.