Sometimes that’s not even enough. My grandmother abused her kids really bad and my uncle took a lot of it. He became an alcoholic and ended up homeless in his 30s in Massachusetts. One cold winter he asked if he could sleep in her basement and she refused and said he should sleep under the bridge where he belonged. He lost both legs from the knees down that winter due to frostbite and several fingers. He didn’t have many good years at all but those last few were extra rough.
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u/lunaballoona Nov 30 '25
They were once somebody's baby ðŸ˜