I'm an atheist. I can't help it. I wish I weren't. I wish so badly I could believe in something and know that I could speak to my mum again. Know that she's somewhere.
I feel totally alone. I'm a solo mum to a six-year-old. She's lovely and perfect, but I still feel like I've got no real support. I can't lean on a little girl. My sister's great, but she's 500 miles away. I also don't want to upset her. I love her so much, and I don't want to feel like a burden. I've got lots of friends, but who wants to listen to me go on about this? I don't want to make them feel awkward.
I want to know that I can see my mum again. I want to know where she is, what she thinks, and if she's OK. I just don't want her to be finished. I'm so jealous of people who believe. She said she'd come back to me if she could, but she hasn't.
And I'm getting so cross about there being so many shitty people about, and she's not here. I know loads of really awful people who are a lot older than she was, and I really can't stick being around them.