Mothering came naturally to me. I was a fixer, a helper, a support, and then, to my surprise, a doormat. I saw my daughter's charming, funny, optimistic persona turn whiny, self-pitying and demanding. It was so gradual that it sneaked up on me and I had to face the fact that drugs are stronger than love. I surrender. Over to you, God.
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