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I am having such a weird feeling because on the one hand I had a great 30th birthday with one of my best friends and their wife and their puppy, and their sister joined us for dinner and I count her as a friend too after almost 10 years of friendship with Sam, and I honestly don't think I could have asked for better. And I got many birthday texts/messages/facebook posts from important people in my life.
But my mother and my big sister weren't among them. My sister texted memes and complaints about her doctor's appointment and realizing part way through that she didn't have an ingredient for dinner, all to the family group chat. My mother responded. I reacted. And yet...not a word, not even a post to my facebook wall, even though I know they're both constantly on it and would have gotten a reminder.
I have a chosen family whom I love, and a Dad and a niece who mean the world. Why isn't that enough? Why does it still hurt enough to have me crying in the shower at the end of an otherwise incredible day that's been part of a wonderful week, that they don't love me? Why have I never been worth their time and even minimal effort?


















