Faux Motherhood: Day 4
I have cried–wept–no fewer than six separate times today. This is the hardest thing I’ve ever done and I didn’t even push anything out of my crotch for it. I can never be a mother.
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I have cried–wept–no fewer than six separate times today. This is the hardest thing I’ve ever done and I didn’t even push anything out of my crotch for it. I can never be a mother.
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