1stDayOut

I’m usually on top of my ability to recall emotions in order to find the source of any subsequent pain. But pain from my ‘mother’ hits different. I would try to pretend I don’t feel how I feel about her…but I’m not here to waste anyone’s time. Most of the emotions I have towards her are cloaked in hatred…it is what it is. So when I force myself to recall certain details of our relationship…it leaves me either feeling hopeless…or angry. I woke up feeling both today and instead of tracking down the Girl Scouts headquarters for my third box…I decided to sit with the emotions that yesterday’s blog brought up for me.