I had a nightmare that something happened to my dad but they wouldn't tell us what. I remember thinking that the government had done something to him for being Native American. How pathetic is that, I have nightmares about my own country's government destroying people in my family.
So as I finished typing up a discussion focusing on the relationship between pain and being raised in silence, an excerpt from The Chosen by Chaim Potok, all the popups in the world decided to destroy my entry and my train of thought. Fuck you
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