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Purest form of LOVE
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I had the brief privilege of knowing what unconditional love truly felt like, and it came entirely from my grandmother. Meanwhile, my cold, heartless mother a woman who doesn't even comprehend the meaning of the word love chased her own mother away to live in total isolation. She forced an old, sick woman to suffer alone in a secluded house for six agony-filled years until she passed away. I was only nine years old when my mother committed that act of pure cruelty. It might sound unbelievable that a daughter could be so monstrous, but that is the reality I had to live through.
To this day, my mother doesn't feel even a speck of remorse for this.
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