I just read my last couple g-chat conversations with my mom. I don't know how I ended up doing this. It is not the time. I'm at work. I'm busy.
We talked about nothing. She sent me her resume -- she was applying for a job. She told me about her awesome new counselor. She told me how she wasn't resigned to her disability. I responded, but not as much as I wish I had, I was just doing whatever I was doing. I should have said COME VISIT ME TOMORROW. Or I LOVE YOU SO MUCH.
Crap crap crap crap crap.
This pain is so huge and unyielding.
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