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Sometimes I miss my mom. Sometimes I really wish I didn't. 

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As we approach the holiday season, things like this are bound to get harder for me. The frustrating thing is that I haven't had an open, great relationship with my mom for a long time, so what I'm missing is something I haven't even had since I realized I was gay. What I miss is something that I never truly had: being fully loved, without exceptions, without displeasure, by my mom. 

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