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The Ruler From 1990: How My Tough Love Drowned My Son

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hear him open a soda. And every time I hear it, I feel relief… and then I feel guilty that I’m relieved by crumbs.”

She looked at me.

“And I hate myself because sometimes I get angry. Sometimes I want to scream, ‘Get up! Do something!’”

My spine went cold.

Because that woman was me.

Eight months ago.

Before the water closed.

“I used to say it,” she whispered.continue reading …

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