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Why can’t any of you get it into your fucking heads: He is my only constant. My fixed point.”
How can you breathe with hands squeezing your lungs, or see when your sun has been struck from the sky?
Many young people, perhaps like you, find themselves being forced to carry something they never imagined would be so heavy, with no one around to support them. It must be said that they are rarely ever at fault for the multitude of ways they choose to bear that load. Even if they are destructive. They are not “failing”; someone has failed them.
