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I cannot say it any better, my lady. I am a walking, talking wound. A wound time can't erase. I've spent my whole life trying to recover something from my childhood that, in retrospect, probably never existed. Chasing a phantasm.
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True that. But what they did to me wasn't accidental. It was downright neglect. Denying a child dental care when their face is swollen in pain and agony... I would not do that even to someone else's child, much less my own... I wouldn't do that to a pet...
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My dad had the money. He just didn't want to help me. Fuckin asshole. And I was slaving for him at his job, with no pay. I shoulda killed him, when I was still a minor. I'd gotten out of lockup in a few years with good behavior.
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The beatings, the shaming, the guilting, that they laid on me from early childhood on up had me so conflicted and fucked up, I have yet to unravel it. Stockholm Syndrome. Plus, I guess I'm just fuckin weak. I regret I didn't kill them and burn the house down.
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Well, yeah... that's exactly what I did ASAP... got the fuck outta there... I thought we went over that already?πŸ˜†lol I can understand why children kill their parents. No, really... I can
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