I haven't posted on here for quite a while.
I cant talk in real life about this but I feel the need to vent a little tonight.
I hope that's ok.
My eldest dd has just gone back to uni, she's doing her masters having got a first in biological science...my girl says she's gonna save the world, she'll be working a lab on something to do with diseases.....she loses me half the time these days when she talks about it! She's so so happy, has spent the summer working for my brother to earn money, has a boyfriend.
The years of therapy, counselling etc worked, she has everything I've always wanted for her and I am so proud I could burst.
She didn't mention her bm all summer, I know her inside out and I'm certain she didn't give her a thought, which is absolutely as it should be.
But there is that tiny part of me that still wants to cry, for her bm, for the girl who was once my friend.
I wish so badly things could have been different. Someone one another thread upset me unintentionally saying addiction isn't a 'real' thing, people always have a choice. Yes they do and they make mistakes but dear god I watched dd bm destroy herself for years, long after she had any choice at all, either because of the physical addiction or because she was threatened, forced....
For my youngest I have nothing to show her, nothing to say her bm cared but I have to believe she did. She did the right thing after all willingly.
Sorry I'm rambling and there no need to reply, I guess what I'm trying to say is just for a moment I'm sad. Sad that my friend who once was, will and can never know what an incredible woman her birth daughter has become. I'm Missing who she was. And am sad that I couldn't help her enough.