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I love my mom. I do. I feel like I have to start with that because it sounds a lot of the time like I don't love my mom. We are very different people and neither of us is very good at fulfilling the expectations of the other. That doesn't mean we don't love each other. We just... mostly disappoint one another, most of the time.
( You can skip this but you'll miss the story. )
( You can skip this but you'll miss the story. )
