💧 No pain compares to this 💧
I can’t even get on Facebook anymore without crying.
Every post, every photo of a mom holding her babies —
it just breaks me all over again.
Because that should be me.
That was me.
I wasn’t some careless or unfit mother.
I was a mom who showed up,
who loved with everything in me.
lies and unfairness
ripped my world apart.
People told stories,
twisted truth,
and now I’m left staring at memories instead of moments.
My heart aches in ways I can’t explain.
It’s a quiet kind of pain
that sits heavy in your chest —
one that doesn’t fade,
no matter how much time passes.
Because when you’re a mother,
your children are your heartbeat.
And when they’re gone,
it’s like the world goes silent.
I just want my kids.
That’s it.
That’s all I’ve ever wanted.
Not money,
not attention,
not pity —
just my babies home,
safe,
loved,
and laughing again.
Until that day comes,
I’ll keep fighting.
I’ll keep praying.
Because even when everything feels lost,
a mother’s love never dies. 
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