Humiliation

Apr 29, 2009 14:21

My Dad's open hand flashed across my face sending my glasses shooting to the carpet in my Grandfather's dining room. My face turned red with humiliation, anger, and hatred. I looked at his face while my eyes welled up with tears and I wanted to spit on him. I was eleven and was beginning to realize that my Dad enjoyed humiliating me in public. This ( Read more... )

childhood, dad, humiliation

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amai_himitsu May 1 2012, 03:43:37 UTC
Tommy, that is some really heavy shit. I hope this bag of bones website has an active e-mail attached, because I honestly don't know of any other way to contact you... D:

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pheelin_eerie July 6 2023, 23:14:20 UTC
I'd like the second the above sentiment.

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