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And it was then I realized that wasn't my mother. That deceased person in that bed was just a vessel, but it sure as hell was NOT my mother. All I could think was one word. Corpse. After this day, I came to grips with my past. And I came to grips with her, and the feelings I held in regards to her since I was a child. poetic justice All my poetic justice life I called her Mother, and I suppose she was in many respects, and I cared for her, poetic justice and at times when she was mentally healthy, I loved her, but my real mother died when I was 5 years old, but was she really a mother? Or an egg donor? Fuck, I get so confused. To be frank, as much as it saddens me (sometimes) they are both gone, I am better off without them. I think I never really had a real mother at all. What a brat I am. I am not saying any of this for your pity, or because I want anything remotely close to that. Simply because I wish to share who I am so that maybe somehow, you can relate to me. So that you can, without knowing me, know how much I care about you, without me having even met you.
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