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Dear mother dearest.

Ma I have a confession to make.

By Angelina F. ThomasPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
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Dear mother dearest.
Photo by Martine Vogel on Unsplash

Dear mom,

I have been angry at you for a long time. My anger stems from being taken away from you, and remembering how mean you can get. It hurt my feelings when you screamed at me that you wish you never birthed me and you felt like I was a mistake and got on your nerves. I am sorry that you feel that way. There was a significant reason why I prayed to my higher power at five years of age and never was exposed to religion at the time or there being such thing as the higher power. I am hurting and have been for years, and at thirty five years of age at 35 years young I am more healed than you know from just doing me, so don't you dare try to tell me how to do me, I am not a child any more.

You will never hit me again on my kids.

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Angelina F. Thomas

I am a very beautiful mother of mixed daughters with expensive taste. I hope and pray to my Abba father that my wishful thinking and my ability to dream huge truly pays off. So be it. Amen.

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