My mum died almost 30 years ago when I was just a little girl. Too young really to remember very much about her, other than how poorly she was, e.g. there was often an ambulance outside our house when we got home from school to take her back in again, or I'd find her collapsed on the sofa etc. These are my only memories of her, I have no happy ones. I have other memories that are worse than these (like the night she died), and I'm genuinely traumatised by those. I recently had a baby and I have only just now started to grieve for her. It has hit me like a tonne of bricks how much I miss and need my mum. I'm so fucking angry that she died. And I'm hurting so much. Why is this happening almost 3 decades later?! I'm feeling the rawness of it as though she died only last week. Not sure why I'm posting other than to get this out and see if anyone has experienced anything similar.