I never meant to lose myself, none of us do. I was strong, independent and smart. I’d worked hard to get to where I was in my life.
I told myself I was ready and prepared for whatever motherhood might bring. Twelve years, two neurodiverse kids, several physical and mental health events, and countless meltdowns from all of us later, I look back and want to hug who I was.
She was strong, independent and smart. She’d worked hard to get to where she was. However, she did not understand what would be required of her.Read more on themighty.com