Have you ever betrayed someone's confidence? Has anyone ever betrayed you?

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I depended on her with my every breath. Every thing I did was for her. She was there when I fell, there when I cried and there when I needed advice. And, more importantly, she promised she would always be there.

For as long as I could remember it was just the two of us, me and her. Sure, there were other people around, but when it mattered, I knew who was important.

One day I'd been out riding. The weather was beautiful - I can recall every little thing as if it happened only yesterday. We stopped for a drink at the river. I even took my boots off and went for a paddle. And then we rode home, expecting a small meal and a lot of love.

Instead, I found her sitting on the floor of the kitchen, dirty dishes around her, tears streaming down her face. I was only 13. How was I to understand what was wrong? I sat down beside her and put my arms around her as best as I could. She buried her face against my shoulder, sobbing gently.

Later, she explained what the doctor had said. That was the day I found out that my mother was dying. Three months, 2 weeks and one day later, she died. Leaving me to face the world alone.

I still miss her. I still love her. But for a long time, I hated her for leaving me. For betraying the promise she had once made.

"I'll always be there for you, John. Always."




Based on a question from the theatrical_muse community
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