“The worst part is, I didn’t think I would feel like...this.” She gestured at herself. “My mom and I didn’t part on good terms, to say the least. For years, I was so angry at her for what she did. I thought I would be relieved when she died, but I…” She sucked in a sharp inhale. “I don’t know. I don’t know how I feel. Sad. Angry. Ashamed. Regretful. And yes, a little relieved.” Her knuckles whitened around her mug. “Is that terrible of me?” “It sounds like you had a complicated relationship with your mother, and it’s normal to feel all those things. Even relief.”
Reminds me of !y relationship with my dad and how when he died, I felt angry at him because I wanted closure and ill never haveitt
