Invisible Pillar
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Invisible Pillar

Why Are We Meanest to Our Mothers

Sometimes it’s not easy being the one who loves you most

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“I hate you!” My daughter screamed at me for the tenth time that week.

This is why I’m obsessed with the dog. The dog wouldn’t dream of saying such blasphemy. The dog is my pal, my confidante. The dog licks the tears from my face as I cry after my daughter tells me she hates me.




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Lindsay Rae Brown

Lindsay Rae Brown

Mother, writer, user of too many hashtags.

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