A Mother
I don’t know if this is the best place to say this, but I guess I feel like I need to express it SOMEWHERE, and I would feel awkward bringing it up randomly in conversation, so here goes!
Over the last couple of years, my Mum has become a wonderful friend to me, something which I’ve found wonderful. We get to just chat really easily about plenty of stuff, and I know I can tell her pretty much anything (and I do).
But it has some big drawbacks. We’ve become more like peers than ancestors. Often when I’m feeling down, I really just want somebody to look after me and tell me everything will be okay. Somebody to help give me the strength to be optimistic and sort through everything. I guess I just miss having a proper mother figure to fall back on when the shit hits the fan…
So, yeah. That’s that.

