My grandmother was diagnosed with breast cancer in the mid 1990s.
My mom knew that she was going to die soon so she decided that she wanted to have a baby. You know, so her mom could see her child before she died.
So she became desperate looking for guys to father her child.
In walks my man-w***e dad, taking up the opportunity.
I was created and set to be born in February.
However, my grandmother died a month before I was born.
I never got to meet her but my mom says I'm a lot like her.
Maybe if she were still alive she'd understand me.
(Sorry if you don't like these little snippets...I just feel like it's the best way to get out my story. I'll be writing more of these, adding to my life story. Thank you for reading)
The Cliche Of Not Being Good Enough pt 4
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