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Let's crack straight on with today's first story. Now today's first story does come with an update from a throwaway account

who asks, am I the asshole for asking to take the son I gave up on vacation with me? So I, 26

female, was inspired to write this by another post that I saw that seemed similar to my situation.

When I was 19, I gave birth to a boy named Alex. He's seven now. I didn't bond with him

at all when he was a baby and even though I loved him more than anything. My life was ruined and his

would be too. I was failing my classes. I couldn't work and I couldn't afford babysitting. I gave Alex

up to my mum and stepdad and they've raised him as their own ever since.

My mom and stepdad took on the role of grandparents and while I wasn't there for Alex as a baby,

he knows me as mom, which I'm so thankful that my mom allowed. Thankfully my parents are tech savvy,

so I was able to face time with him every night. My grades went

good. I have a degree, a good job and I'm in a relationship I hope will lead to marriage.

My fiance, and I looked up this pronunciation so hope is okay, Jacques 30 male knows how

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