My mother was never the same parent -- one day she was all I could wish for and the next she might be abusive or neglectful, I never knew who she would be. My dad did his best, when he caught her abusing me, he stopped it and tried to get help for her. Sometimes the men are not around enough to know who is truely the problem.
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Worry is like a rocking chair. It gives you something to do but it doesn't get you anywhere.
-Erma Bombeck
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