Struggling and Falling Through Life
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Nobody knows what another person's life is like. They only know what their own life is like. Before judging the people that are slowly falling to pieces, think about what they might be going through. Before you think that girl has it all together, she may just be the girl that is trying so hard not to cry through the fake smile that she never lets leave her face. She tries so hard to be strong, but she's also the girl that cries herself to sleep every night. She might be the girl who has come so close to her greatest fears coming true. She might be the girl that has lost everything and got it all back but still feels empty. Before judging a person by their appearance, think about what they might be dealing with, what their biggest fears are, and what they are trying so hard to hide.
Through my entire life, she's been my rock, my best friend, the one person who has never traded me for someone else. She has her own struggles, yet puts me first. She has epilepsy. She falls through life, literally. She is the strongest person I have ever known. She puts me first even though she goes through one of the hardest things in life. She never lets me fall. She is my mom.
This is my true life story from my point of view. This is the story I want to tell of my mom, the strongest woman I have ever met and will probably ever know.I just started writing it. I still have to finish the first chapter, but I wanted to put this up. I've kept too much a secret for too long.
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