no, your’e eyes aren’t fooling you

I dont know who it may have been that decided mothers werent supposed to let their children down.  Like that would be impossibility beyond anything else.  I thought mothers were supposed to be there, at least occasionally, when their daughters needed them desperately.  That she is that one person in the world that youre supposed to be able to count on to dry your tears and reassure you that there is some purpose to your toil.  Supposed to be there to tell you that you are worth something. 

Thats what I thought anyway, go figure.  I suppose there isnt anyone you can really count on.  And I suppose I have been reassured of one thing: that I am indeed terribly, achingly alone.

I guess I shouldn’t be surprized.

Thanks mom.