As a mother, it makes my mom heart so happy that my kids love me so deeply.
As a woman, I can’t help but wish that another adult could care for me, have conversations with me, bond with me and maybe even grow to love me.
Every single adult in my life has always walked away, chosen someone else, or abused me. It often leaves me questioning where I belong, If I will ever be lovable(by anyone but my kids,) and if I’m even meant to find real happiness.
I spend so much of my life holding back tears, faking a smile, and pretending all is fine for my kiddos.
I feel weak. I don’t understand. I love so hard, for nothing. 😭💔