I was safe and warm in my nest, I had no worries. I was well fed, housed,like a reclusive hermit in paradise. Then, I slid out and a monster cut off
my feeding tube and slapped me. I wept horrendously. That’s life.
The feeding tube wasn't feeding you, it was feeding the monster. That's why the monster was so upset. It wants to drown you in shame so you don't
realize this monstrous step-father is not your dad at all. Your real Dad is crying out for you. Stop judging your self and you will hear
edit on 15-12-2018 by cooperton because: (no reason given)
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