mommie dearest and hollow hearts

I thought about posting the forty+ messages I’ve gotten from my mother over the past week, each one getting more hurtful and weird. But not today.

Today I’m sad. And tired. I wish today didn’t exist. I’ve been out of my meds for two days and I don’t have the energy to call in my refill because I feel like nothing today. Not just because of her or the meds.

I miss him. It’s his birthday and I miss him and he’s gone.

I’m going to bed now. I don’t want to be aware of this day anymore.

Playboy Mommy by Tori Amos

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