Yes - I am a better woman than my mother. But it wouldn't take much.
I would define "better" as having the potential to positively contribute to the lives of our family and loved ones, as well as those we have never met or hardly know.
My mother is a gambling addict, drug addict, alcoholic, insane (really) woman that - despite the fact that she is my mother - I have a hard time loving. I know that she is very, very sick and, as such, lacks the ability to be a good mother (or a mother at all, for that matter). But it is very hard to love a woman that has so many, many times betrayed, hurt, and embarrassed you.
These days, I don't talk to her much. She has become so consumed by her paranoid delusions that she essentially makes no sense and has locked everyone that cares about her out. She is manipulative and maniacal to an extreme that is hard to fathom at times.
She posses the ability to be a better person. I know that the potential to be a truly good person exists within her - there have been times in my life when I thought I glimpsed it. But until she stops the drinking, the drugs, and other vices and gets help for her mental condition - she will remain the same cruel, horrible person that she has been for as long as I can remember.
I pray every day that she will get better.
I am proud to have turned out "better" than my mother. I have seen so many people in my situation go the other way... but - I have been told many, many times that - when you come from a household like mine, you can do one of two things: rise above it or fall into it.