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I wish you would be the one to love me like my mother never did. I wish you could be the one to soothe me with comforting words and nurturing hugs when I am down and feeling alone and confused. I wish you could be the one I could talk to about my transference but you told me that transference was an ugly ugly thing and I sometimes think you don't like dealing with ugly things. Sometimes I think you hate me for just existing and that you can't wait for the day I show up to therapy to say "I am done". In my head I know it is a garbage. I know you care, I know you are always there beside me, I know you are teaching me self love. You are the good mom. Hopefully I can work toward removing you from "mom status" in my head and put you where you belong.
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