My own mother wasn’t the best role model, either. She dropped us off constantly with my grandmother, or we spent school nights at my aunt’s house all the time. Me and my sister never had a stable place to stay growing up. We were always being evicted out of some apartment we had only been in for a few months. Even when I would run to hug or love on my mother, she would always push me away. I can’t recall one time when my mother kissed or told me that she loved me. Her famous words were, “I’m not about to put my life on hold for you girls.” The maternal gene must have skipped us both and went
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