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Eventually I accepted the fact that I needed my T and stopped fighting it. Things improved very quickly after that.
The damaged child desperately needed a mother, and only when I let T be that mother could he be healed.
I still think of T as my mother and it doesn't bother me at all. She's earned it.
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Mr Ambassador, alias Ancient Plax, alias Captain Therapy, alias Big Poppa, alias Secret Spy, etc.
Add that to your tattoo, Baby!
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