No, I was a teen when she told me and already waaay too much info for me, but it did explain a lot. Obviously, she didn't want me then and she didn't like me after, and nothing changed with her brutality in every way about that.
I don't know if dad was aware of how my life was with mother or not, he traveled on business and mostly home only on weekends - and when he home they out and about most of the time, of which was such a great relief for me and I didn't dare disturb that peacefulness - plus I stayed engaged in extra school activities that kept me out of the house longer and as much as possible - that plus a bunch of friends helped with that a lot. And when I turned of age (18), I was outta there. :)
But mother was good to me in other ways. She didn't toss me out of the house and make me homeless, and she did buy beautiful clothes for me on a regular seasonal basis, and took me to a beauty stylist regularly, and to school everyday, and to the dentist and doctor appointments,
and she was an over-the-top immaculate housekeeper, home interior designer and regularly designed beautiful flower gardens that looked like all had just stepped out of a magazine; prepared (3) ~scrumptious~ five course meals daily. She was a foodie and quite a chef she was and artisan bread and pastry chef - my dad's mother taught her how to cook while he was in the army, Battle of the Bulge.
None of that over-the-top immaculate housekeeping stuff rubbed off on me though - I was tired of having to live in a house in such a way that made it look not lived in - not a thing out of place nor even a wrinkle allowed. I love a comfortable clutter of books stacked around me wherever I am, ... and was delighted to find a way to bond with dust on stuff for awhile, what with God making us from the dust of the earth and all. :)