After Years of Leaving and Going back to My Cruel Dad, My Mom Showed up on My Doorstep Again — Story of the Day

My mom always left my dad, swearing it was for good, only to return after his apologies and gifts. It became a pattern I was used to, a cycle that never broke. But this time, when she showed up at my door with a suitcase, she had news that changed everything.

I sat across from my friend Sandy in my kitchen, enjoying a rare moment of free time together. Life got busy, and it felt like we never saw each other anymore.

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“It’s nice to finally catch up,” Sandy said with a smile.

“Yeah, it is,” I agreed, pouring her a glass of wine.

After a pause, she looked at me curiously. “Is your mom living with you now?”

“No, why would she?” Sandy’s eyebrows furrowed.

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“I thought she left your dad again?”

“Oh, you know how it goes with them. Every two years, same story. He messes up, she gets mad, packs her bags, and swears she’s done for good. Then he buys her something fancy, and suddenly all is forgiven. They act like they’re in love again, like nothing ever happened.” Sandy sighed.

“Have you tried talking some sense into her?”

“I did,” I said, feeling the old frustration return.

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“I told her she deserves better. But then she goes back to him, and she’d get mad at me, saying I wasn’t supporting her.”

Sandy frowned and took a sip of her wine. “I’m sorry, Amalia. That sounds hard.”

My eyes landed on the corner of the kitchen table, where my mom had left a note the last time she left my dad. I could still picture her then—standing in my doorway, suitcase in hand, her face full of hope.

“I’ve left him for good this time, Amalia,” she said with a determined smile.

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I wanted to believe her, but deep down, I doubted it. Still, a tiny hope stirred inside me, whispering that maybe this time would be different.

We went to a café nearby for breakfast, sitting across from each other. I took a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves, and finally said what I’d been too scared to say before.

“Mom, you know you can’t keep going back to him, right?” I asked, my voice steady.

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She looked down at her coffee, then back up at me with a weak smile. “Of course, I’m not planning to. I’ve made up my mind.”

I sighed and leaned closer. “He’s awful, Mom. He treated you terribly. He doesn’t change.”

“I know,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. I reached out and took her hand.

“I just want you to be happy. You deserve that, you know?”

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She squeezed my hand, her eyes watering. “Thank you, dear. It means a lot.”

I thought maybe my words got through to her. Maybe this time would be different. But when I came back from work that evening, the house was quiet. I called for her, but no answer.

Instead, a note sat on the table: “Your father apologized and bought me a new car. I realized I overreacted and went back. XX Mom.” I crumpled the note, tossing it into the trash. How foolish I’d been to hope.

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Sandy’s words pulled me out of my thoughts. “You should understand your mom better than anyone,” she said. “You left Robert, and that was hard. But you did it.”

I shrugged. “Yeah, it was hard. But I knew I had to.” She lifted her glass, her eyes warm.

“Well, I think you’re strong as hell. Cheers to that.”

I laughed and raised my glass. “Cheers.”

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The next morning, I woke up late. My alarm didn’t go off, or maybe I just slept through it. Either way, I was rushing around, trying to get dressed, find my keys, and grab my bag all at once.

My hair was a mess, and I could barely think straight. I could already tell it was going to be one of those days where nothing goes right. As I tried to slip on my shoes, I heard the doorbell. I glanced at the clock.

I didn’t have time for this. “Damn it,” I muttered, frustrated. I opened the door and froze. There stood my mom, holding a suitcase, her face serious.

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I didn’t mean to sound harsh, but the words slipped out. “What did Dad do this time?!”

She didn’t flinch. She didn’t look away. Her eyes stayed locked on mine, and she said, “He died.”

For a moment, everything around me just stopped. I couldn’t breathe or think. My mind went completely blank, like a switch had been turned off. I tried to say something, anything, but no words came out.

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After hearing the news, I called my boss and said I needed the day off. There wasn’t much I could explain, so I just told him there was a family emergency. My mom and I got in the car and drove back to my childhood home.

When we arrived, I walked into my old bedroom and felt a rush of memories. Everything was the same—the posters on the wall, the faded bedspread, even the little figurines on the shelf. It was like stepping back in time, and for a moment, I felt like I was a teenager again.

On the morning of the funeral, I woke up to loud music blasting through the house. I groaned, pulled the pillow over my head, but Mom just turned it up louder, filling every corner of the house.

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“Mom! Turn it off!” I shouted, my voice barely cutting through the blaring music.

“What?!” she yelled back from somewhere down the hall. “Hold on, I can’t hear you!”

A moment later, the music stopped, and I heard her footsteps. She appeared in my doorway, looking calm, like it was just a regular morning. “What were you saying?” she asked, tilting her head.

“Why is the music so loud?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. “It’s too early for this.”

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She shrugged, a small smile on her face. “This song makes me happy,” she said, like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

I stared at her. “You’re not supposed to feel happy today. It’s the funeral.”

She looked at me, still smiling. “Why not? You should feel happy every day, no matter what’s happening.”

I sighed, rubbing my temples. “Besides, this song is like 20 years old. Nobody listens to it anymore.”

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She raised an eyebrow. “You used to love it,” she said. “I remember you dancing around your room, singing every word.”

“Yeah,” I replied, “and then I got sick of it, like everyone else.”

She paused for a moment. “I don’t know. When I love something, I love it forever,” she said softly, then turned and walked out. A few seconds later, the music started up again, just as loud.

After greeting everyone at the church, shaking hands, and hearing the same phrases—”I’m so sorry for your loss,” “He was a good man”—I felt drained. It was like I was on autopilot, just nodding and thanking people without really thinking.

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I needed a break, so I slipped away to a small, quiet room at the back of the church. I was hoping to be alone for a minute, but when I walked in, Mom was already there, sitting by the window. She looked up and smiled, her eyes tired but calm.

“I don’t like funerals either,” Mom said, staring out the window.

I just scoffed, feeling a bitter laugh rise in my throat. “Yeah, well, we’re stuck here.”

She turned back to me. “Did you prepare your speech?” she asked, her tone gentle.

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I shook my head. “I’m not saying anything. I don’t have anything good to say about him.”

Mom’s face softened, like she was trying to understand. “Why not? He was a good father and a wonderful husband.”

I stared at her, stunned. “You’ve got to be kidding me. Are we talking about the same person?”

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She looked confused. “Why do you hate him so much?” she asked, almost like she truly didn’t understand. “I never got it.”

“Why? Do you really want to know?” I felt something snap inside, and the words just came pouring out. “When I was 13, you went on a business trip, and my friend stayed over. We heard noises from your bedroom. We thought someone was hurt, so we went to check…”

“…And there he was, in bed with Mrs. Brown, our neighbor. I just screamed and ran out of the house. And when I came back, he didn’t say a word to me. He pretended like it never happened, like I didn’t see it. That’s why I hated him. And I still hate him,” I said, my voice trembling.

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Mom’s eyes softened. “I know.”

“You don’t know how I feel!” I shouted, tears welling up.

“I mean, I know about the affairs,” she said, her voice calm.

“You knew?” I asked, shocked. “And you did nothing?”

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“Of course I knew,” she said softly.

“Then I hate you too,” I said, my voice cold. I turned to leave, but her voice stopped me.

“I’m sorry, Amalia,” Mom said. “I’m sorry I wasn’t strong like you. I was scared to leave him. I didn’t know how to do it for good.”

“You think I wasn’t scared when I left Robert? I was terrified,” I said, my voice shaking a little. “But I did it because I knew I had to. And you know what? It was hard, but eventually, it felt… freeing.”

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“I’m glad to hear that. I never liked Robert, you know. When you left him, I was so proud. You knew you deserved better. But it wasn’t the same for me. When I love something, I love it forever. And I loved your father.” I stared at her, confused.

“Even after he treated you that way?”

She nodded. “He wasn’t perfect. I never needed him to be. He had flaws, and some were really big ones. But he always came back.”

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I frowned, trying to understand.

She sighed, her eyes meeting mine. “Honestly, I’m glad to hear you hate me. Because all this time, I thought you didn’t care. And between hate and indifference, I’d rather have your hate.”

I didn’t expect those words to hit me the way they did, but they did. For some reason, I found myself smiling a little. I glanced at the clock. “We need to go. People will be waiting.”

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Mom gently placed her hand on my back. “You know, your father loved two things most in life: expensive liquor and making you laugh. Maybe you can mention that in your speech, but… skip the first part,” she said, a small smile tugging at her lips.

I couldn’t help but laugh, a real, honest laugh, and for a moment, the tension lifted. We left the small room together, side by side, and I felt something shift inside me.

I glanced at Mom and realized she wasn’t just my mom—she was a person, with her own fears, flaws, and regrets. I had always seen her as someone who should be stronger, someone who should have known better. But in that moment, I understood she was just trying her best, like I was.

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BRAD PITT’S NEW GIRLFRIEND CHANNELS JENNIFER ANISTON: FANS ARE STUNNED BY THIS JAW-DROPPING COMPARISON

Brad Pitt’s new girlfriend surprised fans with a recent public appearance that made people compare her to his ex-wife, Jennifer Aniston. This resemblance has created a buzz on social media, with fans sharing their reactions.

Brad Pitt’s new relationship has been in the spotlight for a while, but a recent event took things up a notch. The couple’s appearances at big events have generated a lot of talk, and one outfit choice has especially caught fans’ attention.

What began as a simple curiosity about Brad Pitt’s new romance has turned into a major topic of discussion. Many people are now questioning if Pitt’s girlfriend is mimicking Jennifer Aniston’s style. This ongoing debate shows how Pitt’s past relationship with Aniston is still influencing how people view his new girlfriend.

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A Look Back at Brad and Jennifer’s Iconic Relationship

Brad Pitt and Jennifer Aniston were once one of Hollywood’s most talked-about couples. They met on a blind dinner date in 1998, and for months, their relationship was kept private before they eventually went public.

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In July 2000, Brad Pitt and Jennifer Aniston had a spectacular wedding in Malibu, with 200 guests, 50,000 flowers, several bands, and fireworks. It seemed like a true Hollywood fairytale. However, by 2005, their storybook romance came to an end.

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After seven years together, Brad Pitt and Jennifer Aniston announced their separation. They issued a joint statement saying that their split was due to “much thoughtful consideration” and not because of tabloid rumors.

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Even after their divorce, Brad Pitt and Jennifer Aniston remained good friends. Aniston publicly praised Pitt years later, and their continued friendship has kept fans interested. Their reunion at the 2020 SAG Awards especially captured the public’s attention.

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After their split, Brad Pitt’s love life quickly became a major topic again. His next relationship soon attracted even more attention and public interest.

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After his split from Jennifer Aniston, Brad Pitt started a highly publicized relationship with Angelina Jolie. The couple, known as “Brangelina,” quickly became one of Hollywood’s most talked-about duos.

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After being together for nine years and raising six children, Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie got married in a private ceremony at their French estate in 2014. However, their marriage was short-lived, as Jolie filed for divorce in 2016.

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The divorce between Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie became a highly publicized affair, with both parties emphasizing the importance of their children’s well-being. Their separation was marked by a series of legal battles and custody disputes that kept the media buzzing.

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The divorce between Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie became a highly publicized affair, with both parties emphasizing the importance of their children’s well-being. Their separation was marked by a series of legal battles and custody disputes that kept the media buzzing.

Brad Pitt and Ines de Ramon started keeping a low profile when they first got together, but they’ve recently attracted attention with their public appearances. Nearly two years ago, Pitt was first seen with de Ramon, marking the beginning of their new romance.

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In December 2022, Brad Pitt and Ines de Ramon attended the premiere of Pitt’s film *Babylon* in Los Angeles. They seemed very at ease, sharing some affectionate moments in public.

By early 2023, the couple was spotted on vacation in Cabo, Mexico. They were photographed relaxing by the pool, with Pitt shirtless and de Ramon sunbathing without her bikini top, which quickly caught the media’s attention.

In February 2023, Brad Pitt and Ines de Ramon were seen dining at the famous Fouquet’s restaurant on the Champs-Élysées in Paris. A news outlet even captured their outing on video, further fueling public interest in their relationship.

In November 2023, Brad Pitt and Ines de Ramon made a splash at LACMA’s 12th Annual Art+Film Gala in Los Angeles, where they were reportedly “super loving” and enjoyed each other’s company. Their relationship seemed to deepen as they celebrated Pitt’s 60th birthday with a romantic stay at the luxurious Bulgari Hotel in Paris. As they continued to make public appearances, it was clear that de Ramon was becoming an important part of Pitt’s life.

In September 2024, Brad Pitt and Ines de Ramon attended the Venice International Film Festival, where their relationship was once again in the spotlight. This time, it was de Ramon’s outfit that grabbed attention. She wore a sleek white one-shoulder dress that many fans thought looked a lot like the dress Jennifer Aniston wore at the 2020 Screen Actors Guild Awards.

Aniston’s gown from the SAG Awards was a stunning white satin dress that highlighted her style. Fans noticed the similarity between Aniston’s dress and de Ramon’s, sparking a lot of discussions and comparisons.

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After Ines de Ramon’s appearance at the Venice International Film Festival, social media was buzzing with comments about her dress. Many people pointed out how similar it was to Jennifer Aniston’s gown from the 2020 SAG Awards.

One Instagram user commented, “She’s cute but she’s no Jennifer Aniston.” Another added, “Her dress looks like Jennifer Aniston’s dress,” and a third said, “She’s just copying Jennifer Aniston.”

Some users even speculated about Brad Pitt’s feelings, with one saying, “Brad is NOT happy with his girlfriend! He was happy with Jennifer Aniston!” Others preferred Aniston, stating, “Jennifer Aniston was the most beautiful of his wives/girlfriends.” Another Facebook user noted, “Ines de Ramon is copying Jennifer Aniston’s style, look at the dress.”

Before dating Pitt, de Ramon was married to actor Paul Wesley from “The Vampire Diaries.” They started dating in 2018, got married in 2019, but separated by September 2022. Their split was confirmed by a representative, who said they had been living apart for a few months before the official separation. Despite the end of their marriage, de Ramon remained low-profile during this time.

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For many fans, Jennifer Aniston continues to hold a special place as the woman most closely linked to Brad Pitt’s golden years in Hollywood. The comments on social media reflect a lingering nostalgia for their early 2000s romance, showing how much people still remember and admire their past relationship.

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