subject line: me again. July 08, 2015 by Hannah Brencher kennesaw, georgia I think I’m jealous of the baby. I think I’m somehow subconsciously convinced that my mom won’t love me the same anymore with a grandchild around. I’m worried she won’t pay me attention. Or that she will continue to put me down when I get moody. Truth is, I’m walking in a horrible season of depression. I need someone to love me, not abandon me. And she’s already so preoccupied with the baby that she can’t spare time to listen to me tell her about the therapist. I tried to get her attention to tell her that I’m having scary thoughts. She said she was exhausted and needed sleep. Sleep when your daughter wants to die? Seems legitimate. Maybe she’ll be a better grandmother than she has been a mother to me.