My monster is always uglier

My aunt used to wait for my mother to come back from work sitting by the window and always in a big stress.

Instead of visualising her surrounded by a protective light, or arriving home happy and unharmed, my aunt used to imagine the worst accidents and incidents you could imagine.

Every ambulance she heard passing in the street, she imagined that my mother was in there, she spent every evening with anguish and of course she was constantly with liver problems due to such much stress. Continue reading

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