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June 26, 2011
I am trying not to sound like a victim of my mother's inability to show affection. I am trying to see her for who she really was. Something happened in her life that changed her,made her shut down, turn away and hide. I don't know what it was, but it created fear and bitterness, and she was never able to let go of these.

When I was nine, I told her that I wanted to be a writer, and that I wanted to write about love, and she laughed at me. "What do you know about love?", she said.