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When I was younger, Momma told me, “Just because I love you doesn’t mean I have to like you.”

Sometimes I think I know her (me), fully.

Still, there are variations of me others see and loathe.

I could have sworn I scrubbed those clean.

“I love you” (miserable, useless, lazy, disappointing, bitch)

I thought I was getting better,

but “better” never ends, apparently.