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It didn’t matter. She loved him. They’d long ago passed the point where her love was negotiable; it wasn’t contingent on him not being an arsehole. He was her arsehole.
Dan once said that “mutual” only ever meant “one person has given up, and the other person concedes they can’t persuade them not to,” and now that felt astute. Turns out, he was plot foreshadowing their own end.
At some point, you have to give up wishing for your parents to be who you wanted them to be and accept them as they are,
Whatever miscommunications, whatever differences, your mum was your mum. She was the earthing cable in your circuitry. There were still things you could say to her you couldn’t say to anyone else. The connection with someone who had changed your nappies and was trusted with Dundee the badger went deep. You couldn’t deny the power of history, and genetics.

