I’m thankful for my local coffee shop today – to be able to sit – away from mommyhood – in an environment that makes me feel more like a person than a mom. Why do these two things seem so separate in my mind – me as a person, and me as a mom? Why can’t the two co-exist harmoniously? I feel split and lost with two identities. I know what I should be as a mom – what I thought I would be. A mom that’s on top of things – putting my children first – doing absolutely everything to make sure they don’t suffer in ways I did – to make life better for them – to educate myself – to push them and to ease up on them – to be loving above all else – to live for them.
Tales of depression and shared darkness
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