I don’t want to give too much detail. In case I’m attacked. After all, it’s MN: it happens! Posting this feels risky, but what’s to lose?
I had an awful Mother’s Day. Pretended with my own awful mother. And my adult son, who I love, just fucked up again, no effort as usual. He has underlying issues I believe, but it’s still a terrible feeling for me.
So, I started spontaneously crying this lunchtime. And in the middle of it, I realised “NO LOVE”, just no real care or love (in my life).
ps I’m not normally like this.
Don’t even know what I want from this thread. I could call the Samaritans just to cry it out. But I’m not suicidal; just in a lot of pain.
It also made me wonder - how little love there is in the world for some of us 😢. Maybe some people don’t concern themselves with such thoughts. Or love feels different for different people, for some it’s more simple, straightforward or they’re just lucky? Maybe I’m just bloody unlucky. I don’t know.