I don't know if I can make it through this day. I want to skip over it and all the nonsense that comes along with it.
I have truly enjoyed spending time with my husband and son today, but I need it to end. I just can't handle feeling so fucking lonely and --well, MISunderstood means that someone even bothers to think about how I'm feeling. I just am feeling really alone and as though I'm a robot from another planet.
I understand I'm not the only miserable person in the world. I understand that my misery can coexist with everyone else's happiness and flowers and jewelry and balloons and Ooh-ain't-mom-so-great. But it really fucking hurts and it really fucking sucks. I'm done with Mothers' Day. Done.
And I'm done with all the millions of people walking around as though this is the most wonderful day of the year, and why would it be HARD for anyone, and I just get to enjoy my kids, and lighten up lady and be grateful for what you have. Get some fucking compassion, and empathy, and leave me the fuck alone. Let me be miserable. YOU be fucking grateful YOU don't have any dead kids to haunt you everyday, let alone the Hallmarkiest fucking "holiday" of the year.
Yes, you nincompoops. You go enjoy your living kids. Let me know how it works out.