It’s my party…
Or should have been
Yesterday was my birthday, and at now 49 years old it still makes me sob that for my parents I’m a bit of an afterthought.
It doesn’t stop hurting that the people who gave me life also gave me immense pain, and have never stopped. Not because they want to harm me. But because there’s something missing that should be a given.
Let’s party together
When I w…
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