Helping the child that calls me “mommy” and the child I hold while he cries in the middle of the night, make a Mother’s Day gift for his real mom because I always have to be the bigger person. Damn.
Who do you talk to when your sad and upset, when your only friend is your boyfriend but you don’t want to worry him and you can’t walk to your mom because you don’t want her to ask questions and cry 😔