Herstory

By Snazzledazzle

And in the quiet of the night I think of you

On the way home from work, I realised that there will be no-one sitting in their armchair worrying needlessly about me getting home late at night. The needless worrying that comes from the same place as the unconditional love of a parent. I still feel loved by lots of people and for that I am grateful, but I will never have that parental unconditional love again.

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