It feels like being alone in the world, like your umbilical cord has been completely cut, it feels like when she comes home from w
ork and you fantasize about telling her about your day but in reality you are talking to a wall Your reality cannot be changed, you have a house, you have food on the table and it gives you what you need materially.Do you feel sad because you are making your mother angry because of stupid teenage things,¿are they really stupid? She gives you things, but she doesn't give you that attention that you deserve, she is not present as a mother, perhaps as a friend. but I don't want a friend, I want a mother. I want a mother who hugs me when I cry, I want a mother who listens to my problems and understands them, I want a mother who, if perhaps she had not had me at such a young age, perhaps, only that can be truly a mother.
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