AITA for telling my mom we didn’t need to be friends after she ghosted me for two years to punish me for moving away

My mom and I were very close for most of my childhood. When I got a scholarship to an Ivy League university, she did everything she could to make me go to a more local college. I turned that offer down and my mom told me she never wanted to see me again. She refused to talk to me or answer any of my calls, and when I went back to apologize, she didn’t let me in. I gave her a letter apologizing for hurting her and explaining how much it meant to me to have this opportunity, and she never read it.<br><br>We moved to the town in middle school. Up until then, we had lived in the city and a small town in the country. She let me choose where we lived, and she didn’t let me regret the decision. She spent all her free time with me, let me join as many extracurriculars as I wanted, helped me with everything, and made sure I got the best grades possible. She gave me everything I ever wanted, and a lot of stuff I didn’t. I was spoiled, but she made sure I wasn’t a brat.<br><br>The summer after my first year of university, I went back to live there for the summer and she let me in the house. She didn’t say anything to me. I did a lot of volunteer work, got a job, and applied for scholarships. I let her read my personal statement and she also didn’t say anything. I got into the scholarship program and told her, but she didn’t respond. I asked if we could talk, and she made it clear she was still angry. I asked what I could do to make it up to her, and she said that I couldn’t.<br><br>I gave her my first two paychecks. I didn’t have anything to spend them on, and I figured she could keep the money until I came home from university. She didn’t thank me or acknowledge the money. When I left, she didn’t show up to the train station. My dad took me there.<br><br>My second year of university, I didn’t go back. I barely had any money left, and I had to focus on trying to get more money. All my time went into a job, extracurriculars, and coursework. The next summer, I tried to go back and she didn’t let me in. I went to a park and slept there, and the next morning, I went to the house and tried to apologize to her.<br><br>She told me she didn’t want to see me again until I moved back home, and that she was keeping the money. I said that I was okay with that, and she told me not to come back until I had nowhere else to go and no other way to make a living for myself. I said that I would respect her decision. She told me I was also not welcome at her boyfriend’s house.<br><br>A coworker let me stay with them because they had an extra bedroom. I lived there for two years and then they had to move to the other side of the country. A different coworker took me in, and I lived with them for another two years. At that point, I graduated. My dad came to visit me, and he said he was proud of me and that I did everything right. I asked him if he could help me get an apartment, and he let me live with him for a few months. I got an interview for a job in our state and got the job offer. They gave me a stipend for housing until I could get a place. I spent all my savings and eventually got an apartment.<br><br>My mom called me a few days ago and asked if we could talk. I told her I was very busy with work, but she said it was important. I agreed to meet her at the house. When I was there, she told me she was sorry for how she treated me. She said she had been scared to lose me, and that she knew how immature she had acted. She said we both deserved better than that. I told her I forgave her, but I didn’t want to be friends. She asked if we could have a relationship, and I explained that I felt like we didn’t have a relationship. She said she knew that, but she wanted one. I told her maybe in the future.<br><br>She started crying and left the room. Her boyfriend came out and asked what was wrong. I told her she had been mean to me and that’s why I didn’t want to be friends. He said she had been doing a lot of reflecting on her life and she wanted to be better. I said that I was happy for her and I wanted to be a good person too.<br><br>She came back into the room and started screaming at me and calling me names. I told her I had to go and she called me a jerk. Her boyfriend said maybe I should apologize, and I said I didn’t have anything to apologize for. My mom screamed at him to get out with her. He told me to think really hard about my decision.<br><br>AITA for not wanting to be friends with my mom again?