It's been 2 weeks since moms passing, and while I am no longer depressed. I do feel like my demeanor has changed to be more callous. While I am mostly sad that she is gone, part of my is happy that she is gone. I want to believe that she is in a better place. Because she had a rotten life. Not smart enough to understand most things, and not at all emotionally balanced. She was essentially a hermit, which saddened me often. She didn't really have any friends or anyone to talk to. When I die and go to hell, if mom is there too, then I'm going to kill my way up to god and bitch slap her. (Yes I said her, as I believe god is female, since ladies create life just like god created all life.) Because with the BS life mom had, she deserves heaven. I miss you mom and will always love you.
