I turn 31 today and my life sucks
My adoptive momma died last Thursday and she never got to know me as me. I also don’t know at this point if I’ll ever get to know me. Hrt seems to be especially slow for me.
My momma would call me every year to wish me a happy birthday. I would start my birthdays with her calling me and singing me a happy birthday. I can’t believe she’s gone. I seriously cannot believe it. I don’t want to. I’m not able to believe that I won’t ever hear her again or hold her again. And I never got to tell her I never got to let my walls fully down with her, and why? I don’t know. I’m so angry and I’m so sad and I feel so empty and tired and exhausted and I just have to keep going like I’m not actually falling apart. I want to spend the rest of my life on my sofa drinking and not doing anything. I miss my mom. I miss my mom so much.