This will probably sound ridiculous… but it’s making me so sad. I have tears.
An app my daughter loves on her phone updated to a new version and she hates it. It’s totally different and she’s miserable. She cried for over an hour about it. My husband tried to install the older version but it didn’t work. She doesn’t know yet… she fell asleep while he was trying to fix it. She is going to be devastated when she wakes up.
I don’t know why my husband couldn’t fix it. There are instructions all over the place explaining how to do this. He’s really good with this sort of thing… I don’t know why it didn’t work. But if he couldn’t do it, I think it would be a bad idea for me to try. I know what I’m doing less than he does. I don’t want to fuck up her phone.
I know it seems like it’s not a big deal, but to her, it’s huge. She uses it with her friends and she is convinced she will have no friends now. There’s nothing I can do. It makes me feel sick.
There’s always something. Always. My family… always something. If any little thing can go wrong, it does for us. I just want my girl to be happy. What the hell kind of mother am I if I can’t make her happy? I hate Mother’s Day. It just emphasizes how much of a failure I am.