Bowing my head, I stared at the ground realizing that she was right. That was it. Even recognizing that it was just a leftover from my problematic childhood, I couldn't seem to get past it. How could anyone truly love me when I was mean and hateful and even my own parents couldn't find anything in me to love.
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