Dear diary

My mom is a huge part of my childhood trauma and it’s hard to talk to her and even harder to see her. I’m an adult now and my life is separate so that is a nice boundary. I am the rock of my family. I am the oldest of 5 and I have a lot of things going for me. A husband, I love dearly, a home, and I’m pretty far in my college education. So my family looks to me a lot.. this is heavy in its self. It’s harder when my mom leans on me for support. I love her and will always help in any way possible but sometimes it’s just exhausting... she’s on her own. All my siblings live with my grandparents. She feels lonely I get it and she has been in a tough place for a few yrs now. I want to be the person to hear ppl out and heal the wounded but it’s hard.