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Nov 22, 2008 12:03

You'd think I'd know better by now.

A gift from my mother is never a good thing, no matter how big. Not if it costs my sanity, not if it costs me my time and energy recovering from her manipulation, recovering from the affects of the EXACT buttons that she knows how to push. Not if it costs my happiness, my ability to go to work and school and keep up with my responsibilities.

You'd think that by now I would have learned.
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