Birthdays: Wax Drippings in the Frosting. Yesterday was my 26th birthday. The first birthday that I have ever had that did not include my mother. Those words alone are enough to send me into a downward spiral of selective mutism. I don’t want to talk about it, hear about it, or feel it. The…

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February 24, 2021

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Birthdays: Wax Drippings in the Frosting.

Yesterday was my 26th birthday. The first birthday that I have ever had that did not include my mother. Those words alone are enough to send me into a downward spiral of selective mutism. I don’t want to talk about it, hear about it, or feel it. The words alone make me feel like I’m going to have a meltdown, even if I’m not speaking them out loud.

The day itself was bearable.…

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