It’s said that people can’t “move on” from their love for their child.

Maybe I’m “stuck” somewhere in the grieving process of not being loved. And being beaten up inside for even daring to say that

And my body is attacking me. So ****ed up

I wonder.. are some people “beyond help” ..terms like that make my fur bristle. And I don’t want my bear cub to be violated. Again.

I would never “move on” from my love for Papa Bear, my husband. And that love includes respecting and appreciating him. Unlike how my parental units “moved on” from loving me. Or maybe never loved me. I can’t really get my head around that one, that 3 year old, she was sweet.

Love without appreciation? How can that exist. I think not