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My inner child has found the courage to dance
My mum suffered from postpartum psychosis and other mental illnesses, and my dad was an alcoholic.
The beast will be gone after a good nights sleep. Tomorrow no-one no- one will remember
If you lie enough you convince yourself that the lie is true, the lie becomes your new distorted reality.
I wouldnât let my partner, friend, or colleague lie and treat me the way my mum did.
Getting to a place where I can look back on my childhood experience without blaming or shaming
No-one spoke about it, and we had to keep it a secret. It was like a shame on the family.
I wanted to share how the term “Merry Christmas” can feel, as the kid of an alcoholic.
Homely warmth gave way to hollow absence.
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