Tonight I hugged my mother, voluntarily for the first time in a long time. I realized, that I love her.
This may make me sound like the biggest brat, but for a long time, I wasn't sure.
For a long time, I hated her.
Now, I look back at it all and, I understand why. I was so angry at her for things she had done.
For things she should have done.
But I'm not angry anymore.