You win some, you lose some.
4 years ago
The initial “thing” was “Become friends with my mom” but you win some you lose some. I’ve had enough abuse to last two, maybe three lifetimes and I can now turn my back in good conscious.
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Cal is looking forward with joy and apprehension.
I had a bit of the same
problem, however my Mom and I have gotten along well, now that I live 1,400 miles away from her. I know that it is not all her, but when I am around her I can quickly feel like I am 12 years old again.
Oh, yeah. How do they do that?
Cal is looking forward with joy and apprehension.
I don't believe that
they do that. I think that I do it to myself. Which brings up the obvious question of how, or more correctly “why” do I do that? There is a question for which I have no answer, clever or otherwise.
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