I just got news that my step-mother is in the hospial and doing poorly.
We’d didn’t have what anyone would call a good relationship, in fact at times it was shockingly bad.
but that’s not to say there wasn’t love on both sides, good fun and plenty of laughter.
She taught me a lot. Inspired and created coping skills I would never have otherwise. And for all the crap, forced me to know more about myself by age 13 than many people ever do.
I’m conflicted because it’s sometimes hard to feel sad for someone who has caused so much pain. Who was so obviously in so much pain.