Dear son,
It has been three months now since you informed me that you want nothing to do with me. Today your mommy issues belong to you alone. Hate me all you want. I no longer want to play this game of yours. I gave birth to you I raised you and gave you a great start in life. I was there at every single important event you ever had. Conception, birth, first day of school, band events karate practices, high school graduation, college graduation, you name it, I was there. Just me. Nobody else. So I guess you don’t have anyone else that you can hate. So fine, hate me. But what I will not allow is to made part of your games. This game ended about an hour ago. You will have to find someone else to play with now. Love, Mom
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