I held my ragged nerves together quite admirably until I was out of the house with my back ramrod straight as I walked to my car, when I got into the driver’s seat the mask of calmness shattered and I fell face forward unto the steering wheel where I sobbed bitterly from the burden of being utterly alone.
After a few minutes of my quiet crying i surreptitiously cleaned the tear tracks from my face and prepared to drive away. One would expect that after all these years I would be immune to my mother’s stings but I was ready to accept that I would probably always be stung by how little she really cared about me and how I was a constant source of embarrassment to her.
The drive home was fraught with mental exhaustion that had become my default mode. I could not be helped and either way m
