I am the child of a man who went to war—I want to write this loud and clear. I wouldn’t wish anyone to grow up the way I did. The good things were enough, but the bad things were destroying me.
I am the child of a man who went to war—I want to write this loud and clear. I wouldn’t wish anyone to grow up the way I did. The good things were enough, but the bad things were destroying me.
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