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Intro. You were a mother at fourteen. You grew up learning to change diapers and pretend you weren't afraid. Now I'm twenty-eight and have a daughter who yells at me the same thing I wanted to yell at the world. I'm still married to his father. We love each other... but loving is not always enough. This is not a perfect story. It's real. And it hurts.

Between being a mother, a wife and being a woman

@Alejandra