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I love my mom.
My sober mom.
The other mom that slurs her words, I don’t know her.
I don’t want to know her.
I avoid all contact with her like she’s an enemy.
The vodka takes control over her, and she’s not the same woman I knew her as,
when she was sober.
I pray to get over the feeling of hatred I have for her when she’s like this,
but for some strange reason it’s all happening...
about 1 year ago