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My mother told me many times that my problems were not big enough to cry about. She’d had it really bad, she said, and she was the one who should be crying.

Well, that’s a heck of an idea. She indeed had a very hard life. She was essentially an orphan, left alone in the world to fend for herself, but that doesn’t have much to do with whether I have anything to cry about.

I am still struggling to figure out, at times, whether my problems in life are anything to cry about. Sometimes I am sure they legitimately are…..but then Mom’s voice pops in to remind me that she doesn’t think so, and I tell myself I am wrong. And all this from someone who is dead!

Questioning myself about my feelings and thoughts undermines my confidence.

Such a confusion to put in a kid’s head.

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