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html import

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Events

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2024-09-28 05:18:31

expired found date

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Open Graph

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LoVE_K

description

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LoVE_K

author

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2026-02-19 05:51:39

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LoVE_K Home LoVE_K Dark Revelation Photo by mücahit peker: https://www.pexels.com/photo/child-shadow-on-wall-11422686/ Growing up, my siblings and I were raised to revolve around our father’s demands. Expressing ourselves like typical kids was off-limits; we were warned that to do so would be detrimental to his health – screaming, for example was totally unacceptable. And we didn’t question it because we didn’t know any better.  It’s taken us until our twenties to realise that what was expected of us was not normal. That we were being manipulated by our father, with our mum who was fragile being scared into submission.  I can still conjure up the dark images of his death, that circled around, inside my head and the way it made me feel. That if something did happen then it would be all my fault. This soon manifested into intrusive images, where I’d see myself holding a knife and then stabbing him with it to death. Eventually it evolved into snapshots of me killing my whol...

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