I miss my T. I saw her this morning, and see her again on Tuesday. But I miss her. I'm feeling lonely.

I told her today that I wished that she could be my mom. I think she wanted me to say more. Because she sat there seeing if I would fill the silence with words. I wish she was my mom because then she would love me and take care of me. And I wouldn't feel bad for calling her when I was having a hard time. And then she would give me hugs and I wouldn't feel so alone. Then I would have a mom who wouldn't intentionally hurt me. And then I could go home with her and not be alone. Of course, I wasn't able to say any of this other stuff.

I told her I feel all beat up inside. Like an omelet. She said that omelets taste good. I told her I actually don't like omelets, i like my eggs hard fried. LOL.

It hurts.


I feel like I don't deserve support.