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always ask why I stayed in contact, why I let them treat me like an interloper in my own bloodline.
The answer isn’t simple.
It is the trap of normalized cruelty.
When you grow up in a household where affection is rationed like water in a drought, you do not realize you are dying of thirst. You think that is just how the world works.
It is the boiling continue reading …
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