I probably shouldn’t rant on here but I’m gonna anyway
Today is the day that marks 13 years since my mom left. I was 3. I just don’t get how a mother can go through a baby shower, a gender reveal, the birth, picking out a name for her baby, holding her baby for the first time, her baby’s first steps, her baby’s first words, and then just like that throw it away like it’s nothing. Why have a fcking kid if your just gonna give it all up? After progress with the child and everything, how could you just leave? I find it complete bullsht. She now has 3 kids with another man and i havent seen her since my 6th birthday present, which was when she brought divorce papers for my dad. She was pregnant and had a ring on her finger. That was my last memory of her.