The hardest thing for me to talk about is what really happened in my home, where I lived as a child and as a teenager. I've made it an art to walk away from imagined confrontations with my mother, frightened enough never to actually do it, always keeping my mouth shut, plagued with too much uncertainty of what could happen if I talked, reluctant
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Love you....
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But really, I just want someone I can trust to take my hand and tell me how to fix this. I want to trust someone to know what is right.
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