SACRIFICE

Because the woman i grew up with reminded me every single day of how she kept me by her side unceasingly for nine months, how she took care of my basic needs, and in spite, or perhaps because I cant remember any of it, no matter how hard I try, she makes sure I do, not through my memories, but through hers, every single day, she reminds me, and if this is sacrifice, bolded and underlined, then i want no part in it, i want nothing to do with it, and more than anything, the first thing i did as a child, was to make my own definition, of the word sacrifice