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My aunt used to wish bad things on people. I know how that sounds, but that’s just how she was. If she didn’t like someone, or if she was jealous of them, she could say some really awful things. She’d talk about them getting sick or something bad happening to them, or she’d just say,…
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For the longest time, I couldn’t figure out why people in my family were starting to act differently around me. I knew my aunt talked about people because she talked about everybody, but I didn’t realize what she was doing with me until much later. She had a way of saying something bad about me…
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I contacted an old friend. Someone I hadn’t spoken to in many years, but never quite forgot. Sometimes he would appear in my head. I’d wonder how his life had been and if things could have been different between us if we’d met under different circumstances or made different decisions. He replied, and we eventually…