My mom dying is proving to be more then i can handle. Thinking that things would be different in my family (we just did all this almost exactly, 3 yrs ago when my daddy died) i foolishly thought that we could come together, setting differences aside, and just make mom happy for the time she has left. Im proud of myself because Im the bigger person. I walk away when shit talking starts, and Im the one that leaves (even though i dont have to) before shit hits the fan. Im tired of all this fighting, sick of it actually. THIS ISNT ABOUT US DAMNIT! ITS ABOUT HER, OUR MOM!
Posted on: Tue, 03 Sep 2013 16:28:35 +0000
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