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Sinking

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Reads 401
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Parts 21
Time 3h 11m

Abuse can vary in a number of ways physical, emotional, or mental. Sadly I've endured this for reasons I can't control. My Mother was married to my Father for 20 years. I used the past tense because he left 2 years ago. 

Knowing how my Mother can be I wanted to leave, but she wouldn't let me. Without her medicine or my Father she lost it. Falling into drinking, and hating me because I look like him. 

We moved out of Maine to Louisville Kentucky. It's nice, but not as environmental as where I lived. She was going on, and on about a new slate. Lies as always. 

Well that's what I thought until my first day at school... 

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