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Because I could never please her, no matter how hard I tried. She was hyper-critical and I never once in my entire life ever heard her say that she had been wrong about something or make an apology. She loved the family dog more than she did me, and that's the truth. When I was a kid and had to be picked up somewhere, she'd forget about me or arrive 2 hours late. I can remember being 5 years old and coming home from kindergarten to a locked up apartment. I had to wait so long for her to finally come back and let me in that I wet my pants.
And that's just for starters...
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