For 25 years the words of my parents will forever be the voices in my head. The screaming, the yelling, telling me I deserve everything bad happening to me and reminding me on a daily basis of what a burden I am.

I live my life internally angry fighting these memories of the past, fighting for a normal adulthood life where I can sit a job site without visualizing my father yelling in my face, telling me I can't do anything right. I dream of the day where I drive down a highway into the sunset free of the evil that haunts me because they have imprinted in me so deep.
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