I never knew what I had been doing all of these years. I still felt that I was taking care of my mother. Even though it has been nine years since we last spoke. But I have. By being silent. Until now.
I should have known that life would never be the same. I was a child, how could I have known how much my world would change? I couldn’t, but when my mother came home from the psychiatric hospital I was about to find out.
There are many things that made me grow up quickly. Realizing that there is an illness that affects someone’s mind so innately was definitely one of those.
The continuing story of my mother and how our relationship shaped me. The human mind intrigues me but I didn’t want to be in the middle of it all.
Growing up I tried to make my mom happy. She was so unhappy all of the time. And nothing that I did helped. In fact I made it worse most of the time. It would be years before I realized the level of her victimhood.
Critter Brain has been running rampant lately. Lots of changes in my world has Critter Brain running on the wheel of disaster. Everything is dangerous and we must run away!
That which has been heard cannot be unheard. That is how I felt when I realized that women were dismissed in the original Star Wars universe. But were they really?
Women gathering under the guise of discussing motherhood? Of course the patriarchy would get behind that. Mother’s Day started, I think, as a guise for women to meet and change the world.