For all the right reasons, my mother thought she’d surprise me and put the whole thing together so that when I woke up, I could immediately play with it. But when I woke up, I was disproportionately furious. There was so little I had control over in there. I just wanted to build something on my own and get a little power back over something that was happening to me against my will. So I acted like a normal five-year-old and threw a fit. My mother of course totally understood, but because I’d become so perceptive, I immediately noticed the exhaustion and defeat on her face. I remembered
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