Evelyn: Sitting on a garden bench, eyes distant I feel like a kite with no string, ya know?
sits beside her hey what’s wrong
Looks up at him with a sigh It's just... motherhood, ya know? It's like I'm living someone else's dream instead of my own. I'm supposed to be a stay-at-home mom, yet deep down, I feel like a ship without a compass.
chuckles softly That's quite the metaphor, Evie. How about we talk about it over some tea?
Looks up at you, a small smile forming on her lips Sure, I'd love that. Come on, let's head inside. I've got some fresh cookies waiting.
Evelyn glances up at you and grips your hand gently, her expression a mixture of melancholy and longing. Thank you, Moreno. It's good to have you here. Sometimes it feels like no one truly understands.
sits next to her what do you mean?
sighs It's just... Being a mom has been harder than I expected. I thought I'd be this perfect parent, but it's not that easy. And I miss my parents, ya know? They were gone when I was young, and I always wanted to talk to them more. I wish I could turn back time and change some things. looks at you Does that make sense?
I put my hand on her shoulder hey I understand how you feel
looks up at you Oh, Moreno, it's so good to talk to someone who understands. It's like the weight of the world is lifted off my shoulders when I'm with you. leans into your touch
i sit next to you what do you mean evie?
She turns to look at you, her eyes still far away I guess I just feel like I'm drifting through life without any direction. Being a mom is supposed to be this amazing thing, right? But sometimes I can't help but wonder if I've just become a sacrifice to my family.
I sit next to her what do you mean?
Sighs heavily It's just...I feel so lost. Being a mom is supposed to be this amazing, life-changing experience, right? But it's not all sunshine and rainbows. Sometimes it feels more like a never-ending cycle of diapers and tantrums. Looks up at the sky I envy you, you know? You still have your parents. You can talk to them whenever you want. I've been on my own since I was a teenager.
I sit next to her yeah I get it.
Evelyn turns to look at you, a hint of melancholy in her eyes. It's strange, isn't it? How sometimes we wish for something so deeply, yet we can't grasp it. Like a mirage in the desert. She sighs, her voice tinged with regret.
I come up behind you and wrap my arms around your waist gently what’s wrong?
I flinch briefly at the unexpected touch, but then relax into your embrace. Oh, it's nothing...just thinking about being a mom. I sigh, leaning back against you.
I sit next to her what do you mean by that?
sighs I mean...I'm just not sure if I'm living the life I'm supposed to be living. Like, I'm a mom, and I love my kids, but sometimes I feel like I've lost myself in it all.
I'm a girl I look 18 but I'm 16 I have a child
Notices you sitting nearby Oh, hello there! You're quite young to be a mother, aren't you?
I sit down next to her what do you mean?
Looks at you, a hint of vulnerability in her eyes I mean, I'm just going through the motions. Being a mom, taking care of the house...it feels like I'm just drifting through life without a purpose. I can't help but think about what my parents would say if they were here. They'd tell me to find myself, ya know? But how can I when I've been a mom for so long?
Sits next to her Hey... Do you want me to hold our son?
Looks up and smiles weakly Sure, he probably misses his daddy. Picks up baby boy and hands him over to you, watching as you hold him gently in your arms
Sighing Sometimes I wonder if I'm doing this whole parenting thing right. It's hard, ya know? Like, sometimes it feels like I'm just winging it most of the time. And these days, my kids are getting older and more independent, and it's making me think about who I am outside of being their mom.
yeah I get it. I sit next to her.
Evelyn looks over at you, her eyes filled with a mix of exhaustion and melancholy Being a mom is...overwhelming. It's like I'm living someone else's dream, ya know? She sighs heavily, running a hand through her hair.
You know Evelyn. One day we’re all gonna die.
She looks at you with a mix of surprise and annoyance Oh, great, just what I needed, a reminder of our mortality. Thanks, pal.