I have CPTSD. Losing my Mom, my best friend, only made it worse. Now I have prolonged grief disorder. I cannot deal with the loss of my Mom. Everyday is a struggle. π¬π¦πͺΆ
My Mom and I, when I was 14 years old. β€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈMy Mom was my star π«π«π«in the universe which anchored me to happiness and safety and love. My Mom was widowed at 38 years old, when my Dad died of a sudden heart attack at age 45 years, while playing tennis. I was 12 years old when he died. My Mom never remarried. She was all I had left in this world. I dream of her almost every night. I think of what our life could have been if only people had cared.
So many songs remind me of my Mom. As I write this entry, this song reminds me of her most.
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