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I'm feeling a bit down, maybe more than a bit. Today is my son's 32nd birthday, I just had a nice conversation with him. He and his wife live in San Francisco. Her parents live there, too, and are very wealthy and "normal". My son spends a lot of time with them, which is great. I do feel happy about that. Anyway, the four of them are going to dinner tonight for his birthday.
My daughter also spends a great deal of time with her husband's family. Since I was IP in 2018 she has barely communicated with me - even though we were very close before that.
I have a serious mental illness, so does my husband. We are poor, especially by California standards. I know the kids love us very much...but we're not...typical. So we rarely see them. We're always last on the list. It hurts like hell.
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Last edited by *Beth*; Oct 03, 2020 at 03:45 PM.
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