Emotional Porosity

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Had lunch with my mother…literally the first thing she said…your shirts too big (you bought it), ya got dark eyes circles (like she’s meeting me for the first time-chemical sensitivity can’t use so). Emotional porosity should hide her abnormal finger nubs and uh we’re just better off eating here cause we know what happened last time you had Mc Donald’s… that can happen restaurant period so (sometimes; like today)…she says why don’t you call some people? (I must’ve looked like I needed to be rescued lmao Like who? Since she didn’t even know 30% of what was going on but she calls 2 names; oh). One associate was updating me last year- I didn’t know who the fuck she was talking about; probably if I seen them-some people still look like themselves I guess but I played it off (eyeballed about 30 online, which is a record for today). I didn’t want her talking to me like I was stupid or wasn’t there; you’re making me sleepy but usually “People who I haven’t been in contact with in the last 5 years (lotta mfs); I don’t know who they are or what kinda shit they got going now. They ain’t gonna tell ya.”- More exes and associates with few in betweens like friends so. We we we didn’t know to forge bonds or communicate not even with those most like us-ohhh the shit I know now. 1 mc without a last name. I’m fine, Ma. She says yea; you’re right.