adopted
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My mother has always told me that I’m beautiful. I have countless memories of a young me, hating everything about myself, and my mother would tell me what she saw. A beautiful young lady. I have no memory of ever telling her how beautiful she is, and let me tell you, my mother is gorgeous.…
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He wanted to meet my biological family, as I had somewhat of a dysfunctional relationship with them at the time. We flew to stay with them for a week or so. They all hated each other. E hated them because they were manipulative people. The irony is not lost on me. They hated him because…