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Finally got drunk for the first time after my mom’s death of cancer. Feels pretty freeing, but I don’t wanna make it a habit. U kno?
She was a good woman. Traumatized, but still tried to not let her trauma affect us kids. Wasn’t perfect, but no mom is. I miss her like hell, but I rarely cry, because I taught myself not to. Now that I live alone with my dad, I feel as though we just keep our heads up for eachother. I rarely cry due to ADHD too.

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