Its' winter n holiday time is approaching so that never helps the mood for someone with estranged hurtful family
Jacko's my girl and I'd honestly die for her---I think like anyone the guilt is what gets me feeling bad towards her, not her. She's honestly such a sweetie (as I say this she's beak-grinding and making happy-eyes on my shoulder, preening my hair in between catnaps)
I'll try my hardest to get off my case (I'm bad at that, darn type A perfectionist personality). I think more than anything I get scared I won't be able to care for her 'adequately' (which you know means to the book impossible perfection standard---lets not talk about what it means to care for her 'excellently'
Feeling like I'm a failure, like I can't care for my baby girl who I promised to love and protect plus do it all with a darn big happy smile on 24/7 (and I swore that I'd never ever let her get hurt like she was again)...that's rough for someone like me.
I need to feel capable.
But I suppose its learning to breathe a little
I guess I've just got typical mum syndrome
Heck, maybe in March after the bills are paid





