Wow, it's the middle of the week again which means that the weekend is almost here. Big deal. What's there to look forward to? Typically, nothing. Oh right, this Sunday is Mother's Day. The day set aside to show all moms and mom-like figures how much we love and appreciate them. Kind of like Father's Day next month. Mom and Sis aren't into all that because they think Mother's Day should be everyday and I agree with that. Samething goes for Father's Day. The bf shared that his family is unveiling his dad's headstone on Sunday. Great way to spend Mother's Day-pass the mimosas and unveil the tombstone. I know what he'll be doing all day. I know Mom and I give each other a really hard time but I do love her even if she doesn't like me. I know it sounds terrible to say that my own Mom doesn't even like but I don't have any reason to think otherwise. I never felt acknowledged by either parent. It always seemed like I was just in the background. I always felt crowded out by people and things that seemed to get more attention because they were louder. So I just learned to be quiet about whatever I do. Mom and Dad always seemed to be into their own thing and Sis's world for them to even pay attention to anything good I do. The only time I got/get attention is when it's something unpleasant. So why do I still love my mom? I suppose it's a reflexive thing. I love her because she is my Mom. What other reason could there be? I just wish she felt the same about me. I often feel like I have to be Superwoman just to get Mom to even acknowledge my existence. It sucks but that's how I feel.
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