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Hello friend, I take it you have a habit that has served as an anchor from childhood. I want to ask what it is, but before then? Please read this story. One of the tipping points in terms of emotional rush for me was when as a child, my own father looked me in the eyes, straight faced and called me a bastard! It wasn’t a joke. He meant it. I have now gotten over it but trust me it took every ounce of strength I could ever find. What made it worse was just before then, I was actually being exposed to some rumors that gave strength to this claim, so his statement was more like a confirmation. But did you catch me saying ‘my own father?’ Yes. He is my father and he never doubted that. He only said that because I had made him angry concerning something… But that was what made the trauma harder to get through with. Why would you want to hurt an ignorant child’s feelings with such heavy words? That was more of a denial. We only deny what is not valuable to us, right? Well, that was what I fe