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... ve come to accept them as my only source of understanding.
My parents? I never truly felt their presence in my life. I was raised in an environment of loathing and sorrowful memories, shrouded in a dark, oppressive atmosphere.
My mother never showed me any attention or kindness; she was overwhelmed by her own distress, struggling to endure the torment my father inflicted upon her. ƒ𝑟𝙚e𝔀𝗲𝒃n𝒐𝘷𝗲Ɩ.c𝗼𝚖
My father? He was the epitome of gloominess, an oppressive and tyr ...
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