My mother expects me to do everything and it's just not fair. I don't have time to be superwoman and complete all the tasks. Sometimes I break down and I start crying and I can't stop to save my life, and then there's just more yelling. Be better. Be stronger. Stop crying. Fix your makeup. You have to be perfect for the world.
Sometimes I can't be your caretaker, mom. Sometimes the caretakers needs someone to take care of her.
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