Repressed childhood memories go brrrr
My parents f***** up my childhood. They were alcoholics and they exposed me to things I shouldn’t have been exposed to at such a young age and certainly couldn’t process correctly at that age. I don’t like to think about it but I thought about a lot of things tonight and remembered a lot of memories I had repressed. They make me wonder how i can even be friendly with my parents. I don’t think I’ll ever forgive them for what they put me through. But I wouldn’t even have the chance to forgive them because they’ve never apologized. They seem completely oblivious to everything they put me through and that probably makes me even angrier than being put through it in the first place.