The act of fixing can be taken differently. Being broken means you were a whole at one point. Can I ever be the whole I was before I was shattered?
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I never thought it would end like this.
I always thought I had a home.
I always thought I had a family,
but as it turns out, my past is darker than the lies they told me and the truth they kept from me.