I really wish my mom gave a shit about me
It's been 2 weeks since I last talked to my mom. Even including texting. I've had a very busy week. Usually if call her, I talk about the big stuff, then I'd tell her what I've been eating for dinner lately. But my sister let me know my mom complains about our calls being a waste of her time. So by all means, I won't bother her anymore. I just wish she loved me. Instead she sees me as the mistake.
I was adopted at birth. 4 years later they had my middle sister and 2 years after that they had my baby sister. They can do no wrong in my mom's eyes and I can't do anything right.
I find myself wanting to call her tonight. I had some big appointments this week. Big changes to my diabetes meds. And tomorrow I'm nervous about having cortisone injections in my hips. But I know I'll feel better by Sunday morning.
Saturday is the curiosities and oddities expo in Detroit. I'm really excited and I'm gonna dress up cute and wear my puppy gear. I'll get plenty of pictures to share.