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a road less traveled

when you are young you don’t realize the damage that can happen. You see at 6 I found out I was named after my mom’s best friend who I caught my father in bed with .it’s truly destroyed my life all I can remember is the pain an hatred I felt after that no one called me by my name I was self destructive always hated myself felt unloved and unwanted took all the pain I felt out on myself

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January 29, 2024
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