A bit of history about me. Last year after 40 years of emotional abuse I went NC with the whole of my birth family. I won't go into too much detail about the abuse but to say it has left me with severe psychotic depression and PTSD. I have been hospitalised 4 times into a mental health facility in the last few years.
Last Christmas the NC thing was very new and I spent Christmas expecting someone to turn up. They never did.
This year I watch other families and hear about their time together and I feel sad. I wish I had a nice birth family to spend time with. I wish I had a DM I could call when I was having a bad day or had some good news to share.
I made my own Christmas cake and had to research it all by myself. I wished I had been able to share that experience with a DM who cared about my project. I wish I'd been able to show her how well it went and how proud of it I was.
I wish my beautiful, amazing DCs didn't have a mum that's a mess and grandparents who didn't give a shit.
To be more positive I do have a wonderful, supportive DH and my DCs 14 and 12 have been very understanding about us going NC. I just wish things had been even better for them.
Don't get me wrong. I don't regret going NC for a second. It was and still is the right thing to do. I am just wishing that my mother had loved me 40 years ago.