Sitting in my driveway is the PT Cruiser that I talked about shortly after mum died...you know, the one my roomate stole and crashed? It's been here for about two weeks, but I haven't really been able to face it (except to see if there was a stray pack of ciggerettes in it, amazing what you can block out when you're desperate ( Read more... )

I was asked by the Alliance of Hope for Suicide Survivors Blog to write about being a child who lost their mother for mother's day. Below is a copy of that blog post.

( First Mother's Day Without a Mother )

Brain? Yeah, don't appreciate a sobbing fit right as I'm about to fall asleep (I am aware I miss my mother, I didn't need to spend an hour crying over it). Also don't appreciate it when I'm trying to quit smoking thus my anxiety level skyrockets due to the fit ( Read more... )

I am grieving the loss of traditions, instead of grieving my mother (or in addition to ( Read more... )

Happy Birthday, Momma!
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Six months ago, I was sitting in this same living room...waiting to know if mom was ever coming home again.

...it's a weird thought, to be this far out.

I broke down crying (really crying, sobbing actually) last night for the first time since the day mum died ( Read more... )

Why does everyone and their mother feel the need to comment on my hair, usually to the tune of "Dear god what happened ( Read more... )

I just had to tell one of Mum's favorite charges from when we nannied that she had passed away. It's rather heartbreaking to watch a teenager cry, especially one I had watched grow up.

I don't want to have to do that again.

my mother took my faith with her when she died.0 ( Read more... )