Good morning everyone. I’m just reminiscing on my past. I wonder sometimes y is it I don’t have my biological mother in my life. I feel that I would b different if I had been nurtured in my early days of youth. I wouldn’t bottle up my angers, fears and true feelings. Every night I think about where I would be rn if my mom was in my life. I’d probably still be in Virginia in my house playing with turtles and fishing with my great-grandfather. But in life u don’t always get wat u want. Sometimes I feel numb and sometimes I may appear to have a nonchalant attitude. But the truth i carry a lot of guilt and pressure. Everyone counts on me but who can I count on?