My Mom reached out for the first time in 4 months.
I'm at work as this all hits so I apologize for formatting. I'm not sure how to process this and I'm trying to not breakdown.
The same Mom who has never made an effort to visit me, no matter where I've lived, but has never had an issue visiting her biological kids.
The same Mom who used to hit me with a closed fist when I was a child because "she loves me."
The same Mom who always reminded me I was an obligation by telling me, "I promised your Dad I'd take care of you."
The same Mom who said she should have given me back to my biological family when she found out I was self-harming.
The same Mom who, when I asked if she was proud of me, responded by saying, "You've never given me anything to be proud of" when I was in high school.
The same Mom who told me I didn't have cancer after I spoke to three surgeons and an oncologist.
The same Mom who didn't show up for my surgery to remove my cancer, who I later told I was cancer-free, and who had the nerve to ask, "Did you really have cancer?"
The same Mom who reaches out four months later to ask how I'm doing, but when I answer, says, "Hang in there! You know I love you."
She loves me, right?