My mother instilled in me the completely naturalized, immutable knowledge that i am Bad. She, as the absolute arbiter of good+evil in my formative years, had the ability to play upon this knowledge in various ways. But from an early point I can't identify, that knowledge was mine, and no longer just one of many messages I was receiving, full of the
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I mean, I don't know if I have anything insightful to say, despite reading a book with information about family dynamics surrounding illness ...
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gawd, the shit we carry. and the brilliant resilience that we have despite all the factors and people who did not want us to be brilliant or to survive.
love you lots.
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