Often times, I feel (and think) that my children deserve a better mother. Not this lousy selfish mixed-up priorities person. When I was the one being cheered up. When I was the one to get my tears wiped. When I was the one getting a warm hug and pat on the back, “It’s okay, mom…”. Am definitely not a fixer.

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