I’ve spent the whole day with my mother today and I’ve realized things I haven’t realized before. The way she doesn’t hesitate to help others. The way she laughs about random things. The way she writes down quotes that she likes. The way she suppresses her true feelings. And she tells me I’m just like my father. And that I was wrong. The way I treated you. My loss was caused by my fury, insecurity, selfishness. Then I realized you were right. I find you similar to her, and I couldn’t help but think you were only deceiving me. “Forget about her, now. Now that you know, and she has left, forget about her” she says..