My other son

Many people are uncomfortable with me. Some make snide remarks to me to go back to my ‘lot’ . Some forever go ‘poor thing’ and think I need their sympathies. Some do not know what to say to me and therefore, keep quiet, keep a distance and pretend like they don’t know anything. Well, does it matter? It doesn’t. I don’t give a damn to anyone’s remarks. Life is too short to be bothered with what people thinks. Life is […]

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