I just felt like Santa tonight. So cheerful and giddy for the holidays. And then a pang of sadness enters me about not seeing mom, not buying her a gift . Barely even being in her life this year. A pang that makes me lose my breath figuratively.I am going to break down. I’m tired of being strong.
Two thoughts: One: I’m doing what I think is right.
Two: I want more recognition from my husband about the level of sadness I feel.
But I just don’t want to talk about it. I guess I just want him to give me a long understanding hug and let me cry. But I think he gets angry all over again. Angry that I’m in pain. Angry that he also feels the impact.
Angry that I still am so full of sadness.
Angry that he can’t take it away.
Ok, so he knows I post here. He just asked what I was thinking about and it all came out. I got my hug. It could have been a little longer and tighter but anyways)

And then i admitted I just want her. And we both talked about how it this were a “typical” Xmas she would be rage texting, and making the holidays pretty miserable.
I asked, “ do you remember the good things about her?”
His reply, yes but I won’t.
I asked, how come you made that choice?
His reply, I won’t let anything thAt brings misery and upsetness in my life.”
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And I wonder who my sister gets? Does she get baking cookies mom or drama mom?
I’m upset that my mom may be putting on an act (victim of me) for my other siblings and I just want some validation from them that they see through it. That they love and support me.
I’m not going to get that for Xmas.
In fact I may just get subtle or obvious rebuttals, while trying to give them “Christmas gifts”
I’m all over the place.