There's a mom out there who is staring down at her legs with so much anger and pain she can barely see.
There's a mom, with no proof she recently cleaned the entire house, she tries to calm down her toddler who has yet to sleep.
There's a mom, with tears and a loud mind waiting until she wins back control of her emotions before she ***** something else up.
There's a mom all on her own and no therapy/counselling that worked, she began to build her walls again for the last time.
May 22, 2020
May 22, 2020 at 8:16 AM UTC
There's a mom out there who is staring down at her legs with so much anger and pain she can barely see.
There's a mom, with no proof she recently cleaned the entire house, she tries to calm down her toddler who has yet to sleep.
There's a mom, with tears and a loud mind waiting until she wins back control of her emotions before she ***** something else up.
There's a mom all on her own and no therapy/counselling that worked, she began to build her walls again for the last time.
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