I just, this is a vent, I'm doing it here bc ik ppl don't come here, and I don't wanna bother them.
I love kids. I have 'adopted' several of my friends. I love them all so much. That's what makes what I'm about to talk about so heartbreaking for me. When I was younger, like 3-10 range my mom had her main focus on my younger sisters. Mostly bc she had to. We were born really close together, about 2 years each, except for me and the one right after me, we have 1 and a half. Because my mom had to focus more on my younger sisters, I got really attached to my dad, I idolized him in a way. I basically cut myself off from my mom, (unconsciously) thinking I only really needed my dad. Since my parents started getting a divorce about 8 or 9 months ago, I've noticed/learned how horrid a person my dad is. But that's not who is the main focus of this is, my mom is. When the divorce started and I learned more about my dad, I started to open up to my mom. I learned from my older sister that my mom talks about how happy she is that I'm more affectionate towards her. Just today, my sister mentioned that when I was messing around in the fridge, she thought I was gonna make chocolate milk as I was walking away. I told her I don't like chocolate milk. Behind me, as I'm going back to class (which is online most days), I hear my mom say "See she is my child" but it wasn't in a 'matter of fact way' but a 'see! See! It's true! Excited way'. I find it heartbreaking to think that my mom probably didn't know if I had loved her. I hate myself for this. I wouldn't have wished that on my worst enemy.