D.o.m.h.
You don't know them, but they're like your own kid. Even if they're a total s***head.
My D. o. m. h. sent me a voice note singing 'Happy Birthday' while crying. I'm confused but touched.
My D. o. m. h. told me she's gonna beat up my ex. I said 'You're welcome.'
I asked my D. o. m. h. for advice. She said 'F*** it, you're beautiful.' That's the best advice I ever got.