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My mom is visiting. Most women are so happy to spend time with their mothers. It’s a time to regress, feel like a little girl again, get some TLC by Mom… Only with my mother, it’s the other way around. For most of my life, I’ve been the parent. So having my mom visit is
If guilt was a bug, I’d step on it. If it was made of glass, I’d throw a rock at it. If it was the sexiest woman alive, begging me to get naked with her, I’d turn and walk away. Guilt converts our true feelings into mud. Guilt keeps us from being as true to
I just got back from visiting my mom. To put it mildly, my mother and I have not had the closest relationship for most of my life. To put it a lot less mildly, it’s taken almost all of my thirty-something years to get to know her. It wasn’t that we didn’t like each other
