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After my mom killed herself, I would imagine it was only a robot version of herself that died, and that the real version would walk in the door any day now...(I was 7)
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I started having dreams that she staged the whole thing and wasn't actually dead. And I still hold out a secret hope that one day she will come out of hiding. I'm 25.
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