My mom I love her but yesterday I told her I wanted to make a mushroom hat for the reinsance fair comming up she told me " what is the reason,you can just go as a normal person , you dress up every day" and she loves my outfits but it hurt me and today while I was making my mushroom hat it kept going thru my head so many times I didn't know mother words would hurt so much. I am not drained and so tired and just hurt and I wish she knew how I felt but I should keep my feelings to thy self
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Poetryjust my thoughts I only tell my therapist but I wanna put it into my stories so when I'm not with my therapist I can go somewhere
