I grew up in a household where my parents welfare are the top priority rather than mine.
I grew up in a household that doesn't respect my boundaries as a human.
I grew up in a household that was driven by anger and love, a combination of it.
As I grew older, the things I grew up with were really hard to go beyond.
As I hope that one day, I'll be able to at least forgive my parents for not loving us in a gentle manner.
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The Parts I Never Talked About
PoetryPretty much my thoughts recently about life, my short words telling the world how I felt lately dealing with life, and my thoughts about hurtful truths and things about this chaotic world. I hope this book finds you and you'd feel you're worth heari...
