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Being a mother, Was one of the most precious Gifts i could have ever asked for. Being a mother, Is a promise to the little humans That you bring into the world that You will always be here to protect them. Being a mother, Was romanticized so much That i am now at a lose. No one ever said, It would be this hard This exhausting This draining. No one ever said, That your children are The reason you get up in the morning But also the reason you dont want too. No one ever said, That when you can't handle it anymore Because they have just destroyed your Mental well being, and all you do is cry and beg for them to act right and not keep destroying everything. You have to keep going.
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Oct 27, 2023
Oct 27, 2023 at 11:30 AM UTC
Mother.
Being a mother, Was one of the most precious Gifts i could have ever asked for. Being a mother, Is a promise to the little humans That you bring into the world that You will always be here to protect them. Being a mother, Was romanticized so much That i am now at a lose. No one ever said, It would be this hard This exhausting This draining. No one ever said, That your children are The reason you get up in the morning But also the reason you dont want too. No one ever said, That when you can't handle it anymore Because they have just destroyed your Mental well being, and all you do is cry and beg for them to act right and not keep destroying everything. You have to keep going.
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27/F/Maine
Oct 27, 2023
Oct 27, 2023 at 11:30 AM UTC
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