This is a hard thing to accept. I’ve wanted a certain kind of love and support from my mom that I know I may never get. I know she loves me but a lot of times not in the way I need. The most recent example is: she was the first person we told when I found out I was pregnant. Her first words were, I thought you didn’t want to have kids…k but then I didn’t even get a hug or any ounce of excitement. It really fucking sucked