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Flashback to how this has happened began with a brochure that was handed out from my mother's friend Amber who was at that time sponsoring a very well known charity event known for kids with disabilities like blindness, mute, the amputated and the like. It was a valid cause as we also were a part of it. And as the event ended, the manager gave us these discount vouchers for a medicinal therapy of some kind. It seemed kinda fishy.
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My middle aged mom drove me to miles and miles as to seem the road trip seemed longer than I expected. Bjt still I wanted to talk.
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"Where are we headed? " I asked out of the blue to may be get a reply from her before my saliva rots in my mouth and get a foul smell in my mouth. The irony of it she was always the one starting the conversation and not me I wanted for this moment to be me this time around. The one to take the initiative since I'm become of the age of twenty one.
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To your therapy
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Thoughts about it
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About his mom
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Family problem insert
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Daddy problems
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I was slapped?!? By my mom??
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