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Eye Witness

PAIN

A mentally unhealthy family 
is hard to deal with 
WHEN 
You know its not their fault 
they are the way they are 
WHEN 
You are forced to be a part of their life, forever you will hurt 
WHEN 
You know they need help but you cant save them all 

PS: Its equivalent to being in a house thats on fire and everyone you love is burning to death and you can only save yourself 

HARD 

 

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Wilford Barker

OMG! Rob.
from where did arrived..
This is heartfelt and serious..
Your words shook me to the core.
What a plight and dilemma for one to be in.
and at the same time, the ones that are shackled by this illness..
with no way of escape.. Dreadful!!

 

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RG

Bro, i read between the lines , its no different then systematic racism , our youth grows into adults based on necessity to survive not from the comfort of love . We cannot raise confident children which turn into healthy adults when we continue to create violent waves of difference and refuse to change. 1 year to this day is when all Hell broke loose for me and i finally understood my past doesnt define who i am, why did  i have to learn that lesson through heartbreak? Because i wasnt raised in an enviroment where i was respected to have a voice or taught how to be a man, or loved. I was raised with violence, fear, ultimatums, the same tactics used in prison for criminals not children.... So were my siblings and their parents and their parents parents ..... its a vicous cycle of bad patterns and until one can hit rock bottom and realize its their own fault for lack of change... Then change will never come! 

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Wilford Barker

Wow..
Embrace the change my friend..
Thank God for second third and other chances.

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