7 Years Without a Mom
She died when I was 25.
Barely able to support myself but trying so hard. Riddled with emotional turmoil from a childhood of ups and downs. Now, at 25, without a mother, I dropped deep into grief. I stayed there for a long time.
My mother was a complicated figure in my life. She was a source of many things. Both comfort and pain. And I the same for her, she once said.