As I grow older, I realize I’m not alone in never truly knowing what unconditional love was from my mom. She had me at 17, and her life was changed… but not really all at the same time. Sure, she was a mother, but she wasn’t a mom. She
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You don’t realize what you never had until you’re old enough to name it, and by then, the damage already feels like identity.

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