I was thinking about the house that I grew up in today. I can only remember the sad and bad. I don’t remember any happy times. I was watching a Lifetime movie tonight, and a grown woman gave her well-loved teddy bear to her daughter. I can’t remember having any dolls or stuffed animals. I know I must have had them, but I can’t remember. I also can’t remember anything that made me happy that would be an escape from the sad.

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