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- May 29, 2019
- 82
Dear young me,
Don't have your children.
You love them to bits and wanted them desperately. You try your best and are probably an average mum.
But their daddy dies when they are still babies. You can't cope on your own and turn into a jibbering wreck.
And they don't deserve that. Neither do they deserve to be orphaned, adopted or palmed off on anyone else.
The best you can do is not have them in the first place, to save them of the shitty luck that's followed you around your entire life.
But it's too late now.
Welcome to your own personal hell.
Don't have your children.
You love them to bits and wanted them desperately. You try your best and are probably an average mum.
But their daddy dies when they are still babies. You can't cope on your own and turn into a jibbering wreck.
And they don't deserve that. Neither do they deserve to be orphaned, adopted or palmed off on anyone else.
The best you can do is not have them in the first place, to save them of the shitty luck that's followed you around your entire life.
But it's too late now.
Welcome to your own personal hell.