oh my goodness. family stuff. I swear sometimes my mom just HAS to bring up the past, every single time. like, I'm doing really well, I'm working hard on myself, and then it's "remember when you..." and I just wanna scream, "CAN WE MOVE ON PLEASE"!! it's so frustrating trying to explain that just because I'm in recovery doesn't mean I want to relive every bad decision I ever made. it's like they're trying to keep me stuck there, in that old version of me. i know they mean well, deep down. and I know it's probably hard for them to see the new me too. but gosh, it's exhausting sometimes. wish they could just see how far I've come and celebrate that instead of bringing up the mess. trying to take a deep breath and remind myself of my boundaries, but it's hard when it's your own family. ugh. this journey is not for the faint of heart 🔥.