What hurts the most.
7 Years ago the person I call my furry godfather told me I had 6 months to get out of his house. As cruel as it seems it was the right move. I was not registering time in my mind and I was clinging in an unhealthy way. I moved back in with my parents. Fast forward to now. My dad died on fathers day and now my mom is clinging to me. She talks about
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