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If You Mess With My Daughter Remember She A Batshit Crazy Mom Shirt! She always asked what impacted our mother-child relationship. She always wondered what happened to this close relationship. I was really surprised when I asked these questions again. The day immediately after the 14th birthday, after the sleeping party I returned home and was told that my mother had tried to commit suicide the night before. Why did she do that? Why not any other day but my birthday? I remember I crept into my mother’s room, trying to encourage my mother.

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I inhaled helium from some birthday balloons and sang to my mother in a silly voice to see my mother’s smile. Two weeks passed, my best friend moved abroad. If You Mess With My Daughter Remember She A Batshit Crazy Mom Shirt! I am lost, sad and lonely, feeling like I have lost all my support. But a week later, she tried to commit suicide. At that time, only mother and daughter stayed at home because she went to study abroad. I opened the door to the police, they said they were told by a mother’s friend, she was worried about her condition. I sat at the stairs for the whole hour listening to my mother crying, promising the police that she would not do that anymore. They left and told me to call them if anything went wrong.
I was about to go to the kitchen but my mother screamed at me, took me to the second floor. I can hear my mother searching, searching for pills. So I called the police and they came back If You Mess With My Daughter Remember She A Batshit Crazy Mom Shirt. This time they only stayed for 20 minutes, I still remember how worried I was when they left, leaving me alone with my mother. But I am also angry with my mother for wasting their time. Finally her mother stopped crying and went to bed. I waited until my mother slept before daring to go to bed. I don’t know how long I slept but I woke up and heard my mother rummaging around again. I ran down to the kitchen, saw my mother, holding a handful of pills. I panicked and ran, brushing my mother’s hand to make the medicine fall to the floor.