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yukkie ness of normal day to day things we as friends and mothers and whatever role we have in our normal lifes experience with each other.

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Awesome work on the attachment. I guess T really does fill a unique role.

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somewhere to throw anchor....

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Yes, I feel this way too. It's why I have to go twice a week myself. No matter if I have to rob a bank to get there.

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I cried again last night with the pain of it all and felt like the only way to be free of all of this was for T to hold me 24/7

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Yeah, I often go to sleep imagining I was safely held in T's arms, yet knowing the attachment would change. Sigh.