Family

We Discovered This Deep, Dark Secret After Our Parents Died

You can’t even imagine our shock and pain.

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If you’ve been following me for a while and have read some of my family stories, you’ll know that I had an extremely abusive childhood. I never had any love growing up.

Or support, or encouragement or any of those things children need to thrive in life.

You’ll also know how much I hated my father. In case you missed it, you might want to check out this story (after you read this one, of course!).

It’s Father’s Day, and I Could Not Care Less

And this one. Those should bring you up to speed.

I’m Not Sure When My Parents Died

About my father

If you don’t care to read those stories, though you really should, my father was an evil, hateful man. I rarely saw him…