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Passing the Fine Line



Dear Mother,

         Did you get the love you neeed as a child ? Did your parents nurture and guide you ?

I wonder these things as you hop from hotel to hotel to meet up with your "friends". 

You're afraid of losing your beauty and aging to an old woman because you know they

won't want your body. But that's it; That's all you care about is your body. You don't want the

love from other people because you know you won't give it back. I know you once tried to

care about us, but couldn't. And I know you're capable of loving your children, but just

wouldn't. I want to blame your decisions and inconsideracy on your illnesses, but I can't

and it wouldn't be right. I've chosen to accept your absence as a mother. I've chosen to

not associate myself with someone who's obsessed with making people feel insecure about

themselves. Everyone needs to walk their own hike, and our paths might as well be on

different planets. I can't change the past or the choices anyone has made, so I just have to

wish you healing.

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