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... ipped into sleep—only to feel myself slowly dragging back awake.
Suddenly, I was back in that cold house again. Back to clawing for money while living with relatives who barely tolerated me. It was fine at first... but little by little, I began to feel useless. A single short mistake and I was treated like I was worthless. I was never a clean freak or obsessively organized; sometimes I’d get caught up working, and a chore would slip my mind.
The scolding was awful. The shame was ...
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