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To my mother's mother.

A woman I have never met

A woman whose name I do not know

To the woman who carried my mother and I

Who didn't want to give up her children

but needed to in order to give them a life that they deserve.

Who are you?

Who am I?

What was your life like?

And why is it affecting me?

Forgive yourself like my mother forgives you.

I just want to know why I am the way that I am.

Your trauma lives within me, your granddaughter.

Help me

because I don't want to become you.