How adoption damages a child...

 















I was adopted from a well off family for the remainder in the lifetime of a span of a butterfly in the coercive styles of a writer with too much time on her hands. I was abused and sexually demoralized by this family but in the real way aren't we all? That's what I always thought but in the real way I'm surprised it even got that far because I was trained by my family not to think or speak I'll of them or my real family but in the real way I'm tumultuous from love spans in the real way I'm down and dirty in the head but in the real way I can see being more spiritual than most as a child because I could see the history of walls and carpeting as a life span of adults. I saw the crooked and the obnoxious. 


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