Mum is ill again. In hospital. Manic depression, she just went off the rails. I feel guilty. I wish I had been here. I was able to ground her last time. But the others don’t know how. I’m so sorry mum.
I miss her. I have talked to her every day of the last three weeks, but I miss her. The person I was talking to was not mum. It was someone, something else. Hopefully she will now get the help she needs. And find her way back. I just need to talk to her. She is my best friend. Who am I supposed to talk to now.
The rest of my family are trying to keep me away from her. They worry that I might get too upset. But I don’t care. I don’t even know where she is.
Mum I love you. Please be well again.
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