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➿➿➿➿ For a week I don't leave my house at all, I don’t even take the boys to school because I guess it doesn’t matter anyway. I don’t speak to absolutely anyone and not only that, but I have to deal with two boys who hate me and are ‘on strike’. They tried to go on a hunger strike one day but when I ordered a pizza they immediately broke down and just decided to give me the silent treatment. This whole week I’ve been pretty sure of my decision to send it all to hell and start fresh somewhere else like I had always wanted… but today things took a drastic turn. I woke up to someone knocking on the door and I received a huge, absolutely gorgeous flower arrangement. But that wasn't what immediately changed my mind, it was the short note that came with it. “To my dear Nukea Dally, Giv

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