Welcome to Just Break Up, the podcast about love, heartbreak, and all the relationship advice you don't want to hear.

My name is Sierra de Mulder.

And I'm Sam Blackwell.

And today we're going to answer a letter from somebody who is struggling with being a shitty mom.

But before we begin, we just want to give you our Surgeon General's warning, which is that Sierra and I are not licensed mental health practitioners. No, we are not. We are not professionals. We are not trained in any of this.

We are only two people who have parents and one of them, one of us is a parent. Yes. Like, you know,

that lived experience. We are not professionals.

So please take our advice as you see fit.

We're only here to offer our humble musings to hopefully set some understanding and maybe some laughs about the incredibly rewarding but mostly confusing experience that is love and parenting.

All right.

Today's letter is coming to us from one of my favorite titles that I've ever read.

It's I became my mother whose pronouns are she,

her, who is writing to us from Minnesota USA.

Hey, all of y'all.

I love you guys so bad you don't even know.

I've been a listener since 2020, Patreon contributor, Facebook group, Instagram,

the whole nine.

You two are genuinely a little glimmer of light in the gloom of my life. Only sometimes I am a BPD baddie, so my gloom comes and goes.

So thank you.

For all that you do, truly, I hope that you know how much an impact you've had on people's lives.

Okay, so here's the deal.

I am a 29-year-old mom of twin girls.

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