Mom and me: Dysfunction
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I love my mother. If I didn't love my mother as much as I do, I would be able to blow her off when she speaks out of line or candidly disregards me. However, because I love her, she has been able to hurt me over the years beyond her comprehension.

I hate it when she calls attention to my faults, never complimenting me, never allowing me to feel like I am good enough. However, this is her nature, and I have, over the years, accepted the way she is. Through accepting that I can not change her, I have finally found some peace in my own life.

When I had my own child, a daughter, I remember looking down at her precious face and thinking to myself, "How could anyone not love their child?" I made a vow to always let her know she is loved, and to protect her from those who would not love her. I will always promote a sense of self-love, and she will always be my, "Angel."

Thus, the cycle ends with me. My daughter, so far, is a well adjusted young lady, and I continue to lead by example. I know what she does not deserve, so in a strange, dysfunctional way, my mother taught me something. I am a better parent because of it.

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