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Who am I ?

Why am I always confused even if everything seems to be fine. Even if I give it my best in everything,in all situations at any time. I may always have a different definition of what is correct and right. That is the reason a conversation ends up to be a fight. For me my kids seem to be living on a different planet. And so I have to always put them through a audit The biological clock is in total conflict with the career clock always. I seem to climb ladders in my career when my toddler needs praise. There may be no logical explanation or clarification to this query As i am a woman who symbolises power, strength and I am no less than a fairy.

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