Dear Dad
I think I forgot my medication yesterday, which means I feel more sensitive about things than I normally would be. I wrote a post on this mental health app I use and someone left a thoughtful comment, but it read like it was chat gpt so I went directly to chat gpt and continued the conversation, asking it to speak to me like a wise mother-figure. You know I can’t ask Mum everything, there are some things she can’t help. Anyway, it only helped for a moment, but really it made me sad that talking to a computer was a more immediate option than being vulnerable with my own Mum. Again, it’s not that I can’t be, she just…wears it too personally. I miss when you and I could squeeze deep thoughts into regular conversation.
On Saturday we’re going to take the nephews to the zoo, I wish you were going too, you would love to be there. I miss you all the time.
xoxoxo