Control. Sadness at no control. Anger because of sadness because of no control.

My mother is so accutely controlled. So utterly numbed out. Every action, careful. Avoidance. On her phone all day long.

Me too.

I bought pyjamas for the first time. Self love.

I'm not strong enough to fight the inner parent.

THERE ARE NO BOUNDARIES

It's me. It's all me. It's been me all along.

Notes today. Kids woke up.