Hearing your parents fight so bad that you never want to get married, ever seeing your 2 older brothers hit each other with whatever they could find which in turn causes you to go against both of them having the love of your life taken away by God just when you started making plans going thru the pain of a sprained wrist, bruised body, cut up forehead from hitting the windshield after your car hit another car your husband becoming emotionally and physically distant after only 2 years of marriage your father whom you looked up to be reduced to a vetagtable in a nursing home because of Altzeimers
Reason for writing:
just everything in it i have gone thru or am going thru
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