I used to be her hero.
Her safe place.
Her best friend.
But now?
She rolls her eyes when I speak.
She calls me “annoying.”
She tells me she wishes I wasn’t her mom.
And the worst part?
I still cook for her.
I still check if she got home safe.
I still cry at night… because I miss the little girl who used to hug me for no reason.
They say it’s just a phase.
But what if it’s not?
This is what it feels like to love someone so deeply…
And watch them push you away—day after day.
