This weekend my mom was a trigger for me for the first time. I felt like I needed a mom and she hasn't been one to me in a very long time. I have always been more the adult. I needed an embrace that I've never truly had but somehow subconsciously know it exists. I realized that I've been seeking elsewhere for it and can't find it. It's something that I need to grieve as part of my journey. I need to admit that she didn't protect me as a child.