It's been so hard pretending to be normal the last few days, like I didn't somehow manage to forget my past. It was so nice but now I'm just a mess
I have finally escaped my mother's clutches now that she trusts all of the drunk NYE partiers are off the road. Never accept a party invite from my mother, for reference, all she does is talk about all of the embarrassing things I did as a kid and cut me off after two glasses of champagne so I can't even pretend that it's not happening. The food almost made it worth it, though.