The Hazy Cynapsis 

I have grown a real disgust for Mothers Day.
I cant even explain why.

Maybe it feels too forced or fake like Valentines Day?

Maybe I resent being type-cast?

Maybe I don’t want to recognize people who dont recognize me?

Maybe I just know too much?

I know all too well what goes on behind closed doors and that some Moms wont get what they deserve and others wont deserve what they get.

Sometimes I really wish I could indulge in a blissful eternity of ignorance.

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