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I was 9 when MY MOM sat me down, told me she couldn’t “handle me anymore,” and left me with social workers. She said it was “temporary.”

I was nine years old when my mother sat me down at the kitchen table and told me she couldn’t “handle me anymore.” Those were the exact words. Not that...

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