The Birthday Party Where My Mother’s Perfect Image Cracked

mean?”

“Some days I feel empty. Or numb. Like I’m failing—”

“Don’t say that.”

“I keep thinking I’m a bad mom—”

“Well, maybe stop thinking so much. You’re making it worse.”

“That’s not how it works.”

“It’s in your head, Erica. My mom had three kids and she didn’t have some fancy diagnosis.”

I didn’t mention it again.

When I tried my mother, she waved a hand.continue reading …