On moving forward
I can say D. Have been saying it for years.
Now, I have to learn to say A.
I can't do that. I just can't.
No matter how much we've disagreed or whatever, she is still my biological mom. Knowing that I will remember everything just is not fair.
However, there's no time for resentment.
Healing starts now.
Where's a gorgeous bottle of single malt when you need it?
I'm sorry, God. It's just going to take me a bit longer to make my next Step today.
Just hug, please. My depression just went from overdrive to way past off the charts.
It will be okay. Healing starts now.
Thanks for listening.
Sarahs and Nan: Send hugs (and chocolate!)
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