Morning
8 days sober. When I first wake up in the morning, I feel so sad and depressed. I literally have to jump out of bed so I can get ready for work and get my youngest child ready for school or I would remain immobile. I always ask myself why is it other people that I know can handle working, taking care of children, etc like a normal adult and I have a difficult time juggling and acting like a responsible adult. I have poor coping skills. I think because and I don't want to use my childhood as an excuse but I never had any type of nurturing or feeling of unconditional love from my mom. If I got sick, it was an inconvenience and I couldn't express my feelings or emotions. My aunt who is my mom's sister was completely different to her daughters. So supportive, loving, and always there for them. I don't how I got the short end of the stick. Sorry for rambling and sounding so random, but I don't want to bottle my feelings/emotions up, this is what popped up in my head this morning.