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They tell me it gets better in time. But till you've experienced what I have, then how in the hell would you know.


6. you never changed

Two years later it was Thanksgiving. Our mother was at our grandparents house. We saw her again and it was like all had been forgotten.  It was Christmas again and she was still there. Everyone was happy, lots of smiles, laughs. She was so different, she was no longer with him. A changed women.  Months later I got a phone call. She had left us again, she went back to him. My heart was broken once again. I hated her. I hated her for what she did. I hated her for what she had become. No, I hated her for leaving me.

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