Confronting one of the main issues that's held me back, allowing myself to feel loved. Maybe I'll be able to tell him about it. Mum continues on.
"Ah yes that's it, lovely singer that girl. Anyway, that's what needed to happen for your father and I. I loved him more than life itself, and then we had you and I felt like I had everything. We were in this perfect little bubble, but bubbles pop. And instead of becoming stronger I fell apart, and left you to pick up the pieces. I should have taken the sadness and turned it into something good. I should have forged my own identity, become a stronger and wiser person. But I was swallowed by the grief and the sadness" She talks so openly and candidly, like she never has before.
Wow, therapy really has worked wonders. She hasn't talked about my
