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Thanks for sharing. 🫶🏻

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I had a perfect storm during my high school years. Nothing I could have changed because I simple didn't know any better. I have the best parents EVER. I was adopted at three months old so bonding issues were already in effect, severe hormonal issues during puberty, medical problems, and my parents were older when they adopted us. We had WWII parents who came from a very stable history of how things (once) were, and 'supposed to be.' By the time we (my brother and I) came along they were still disciplining and encouraging us in ways that were very outdated in comparison to our peers. I thank God I came this far, and very lucky to be alive but from years 11 to 18 I went through pure hell. And living in a town in the middle of nowhere didn't help things a bit. It was like being raised in a fishbowl. The stage was set for substance abuse from a very young age.

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