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I'm an asshole. Self centered. An idiot. Inconsequential. A shitty mother, wife, teacher, friend. Apparently I have no identity other than what others assign to me. Everything revolves around how others see me and refer to me. Why else would I be bothered by not ever, ever, EVER hearing my name? How can I understand why, even after I told Pat how much it bothers me that he never says my name, and I think I even explained why- how my mom called my dad by his name, but he never said hers. Now, apparently, I'm referred to as a "wife", by someone who I thought knew me on more familiar terms. I really mean nothing I guess.
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