Unrealistic expectations of what life is supposed to be about...I can't stop mourning for my mom. It's been two years, on December 29, and all I can think is that I did it all wrong , that I let her down. Somehow. Is this the punishment for not having your own children? Did I screw everything up? I miss her so much every day and I don't know how to keep going forward. I do, for her, but I wonder even why sometimes.
Thanks for listening.
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