When I was in my teens, I didn’t dare tell my mom that I loved her. Nor did I dare to show any kind of love for her. I did not hug or kiss her. I was so scared of it. All love signaled danger within me.
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When I was in my teens, I didn’t dare tell my mom that I loved her. Nor did I dare to show any kind of love for her. I did not hug or kiss her. I was so scared of it. All love signaled danger within me.
