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4chan, Dad, and Drugs: nonymous 05/22/17 (Mon)23:36:18 No. 37212398 37210929 37212087 Jesus fuck, anon. I honestly don't even know what to say. 37211040 Your poor heart and kidneys. 37210109 (OP) Ooooh boy. Home for the first time in months, and I've got some serious feels. >tfw mom destroyed herself giving birth to me, and dad was given the sadistic choice of whether to save her or me >tfw mom went insane from the 107 degree fever and the toxemia and her stitches re-opening and turned to drugs and alcohol >tfw can just google her name and get mugshots and headlines >tfw I haven't seen her in close to 17 years >tfw Dad says he considers her dead >tfw my dad's had two other wives since then and STILL refers to my mom as the love of his life >tfw trying to live up to her sacrifice and be worthy of it >tfw I know she loved me >tfw I remember her reading me stories to put me to sleep, singing me awake in the morning, singing me to sleep at night, pushing me on the swing, and lying back on the grass and looking for shapes in the clouds >tfw she sang "You Are My Sunshine" >tfw I know that was the real her and can't believe she's really too far gone to save >tfw I think of her locked away in some hellhole without having seen me in nearly two decades, and it's really fucking sad >tfw she looks sadder and sadder in each mugshot >tfw I'm scared she'll die before l'm able to see her again >tfw I'm scared she won't be what I remember >tfw I can feel her inside me, and know which parts of me come from her >tfw I even know what kind of music she likes >tfw I swear l can feel her in quiet moments, when I'm listening to certain music, and when I need her the most >tfw I find myself calling out for her when I'm hurt or weak, and l swear I can hear her if l listen >tfw I think the mothers love spell protecting Harry and wonder if she picked that story on purpose
4chan, Dad, and Drugs: nonymous 05/22/17 (Mon)23:36:18 No. 37212398
 37210929
 37212087
 Jesus fuck, anon. I honestly don't even know what to say.
 37211040
 Your poor heart and kidneys.
 37210109 (OP)
 Ooooh boy. Home for the first time in months, and I've got some serious feels.
 >tfw mom destroyed herself giving birth to me, and dad was given the sadistic choice of whether to save her or me
 >tfw mom went insane from the 107 degree fever and the toxemia and her stitches re-opening and turned to drugs and alcohol
 >tfw can just google her name and get mugshots and headlines
 >tfw I haven't seen her in close to 17 years
 >tfw Dad says he considers her dead
 >tfw my dad's had two other wives since then and STILL refers to my mom as the love of his life
 >tfw trying to live up to her sacrifice and be worthy of it
 >tfw I know she loved me
 >tfw I remember her reading me stories to put me to sleep, singing me awake in the morning, singing me to sleep at night, pushing me on the swing, and lying back on the
 grass and looking for shapes in the clouds
 >tfw she sang "You Are My Sunshine"
 >tfw I know that was the real her and can't believe she's really too far gone to save
 >tfw I think of her locked away in some hellhole without having seen me in nearly two decades, and it's really fucking sad
 >tfw she looks sadder and sadder in each mugshot
 >tfw I'm scared she'll die before l'm able to see her again
 >tfw I'm scared she won't be what I remember
 >tfw I can feel her inside me, and know which parts of me come from her
 >tfw I even know what kind of music she likes
 >tfw I swear l can feel her in quiet moments, when I'm listening to certain music, and when I need her the most
 >tfw I find myself calling out for her when I'm hurt or weak, and l swear I can hear her if l listen
 >tfw I think the mothers love spell protecting Harry and wonder if she picked that story on purpose