My 2nd boyfriend, Matt, was Andrew's fraternal twin brother.
And I really liked him.
My parents...not so much.
My mother invited her boyfriend over for dinner to meet us face to face for the first time.
He sat at the head of the table, in my dad's seat, staring.
My mom flitted around the kitchen.
"She has a boyfriend." Mom said.
Her boyfriend scowled, "I think you're too young to have a boyfriend."
I looked at mom, expecting her to intervene, but she stayed facing the stove.
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What My Mother Forgot
Non-FictionBefore reading this, you should know... This is not a happy story. There is no happy ending. Simply put, this is a chronological account of the abuse, neglect, and bullying I suffered at the hands of loved ones from birth to 17 years old. It does no...
