All you know how to do is make people feel bad for existing.
I blame you for my flashbacks and for why I'm passive aggressive.
I grew up being afraid to stand up for myself because of you.
I needed you to be different.
I always preach about how much I hate those kids that blame their parents for turning them into who they are
But I'm so fucking mad at you.
I'm just so fucking mad.
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