Please bear with me, I don't think I can explain everything. I probably should have namechanged. I should be asleep, but I can't and I keep saying and shaking, he I write on here it might distract me anyway.
Tonight I read a chapter my mother wrote in a book that's just been published. It's abound as a baby, as a child, and why she doesn't want to speak to me.
Its everything I already knew. I don't know why it's hurting so much, I don't know what to do with the pain
We've been NC for a year, and suddenly it's all come back again