As a child, I'd drift off to sleep at night imagining I lived in a cosy house filled with the warmth of family and love, just like the friends whose homes I'd visit for playdates and tea.I'd dream of my mother enjoying snuggles over bedtime stories, scooping me up when I grazed my knees and cheering all my achievements, however tiny.You see, my childhood — and beyond — featured none of those things.
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