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I sometimes fanticized about an alternate timeline where my parents were much more lovely.
I mean I do keep trying to remember the moments where I really love spending time with my mom... but unfortunately those memories are far and between... so much of the emotional abuse in between it... so much times where I cried...
I'm just desparately hanging on to those good memories...
I refuse to believe my mom is evil... its as if an alien shapeshifter took her place... the mother I should've had...
I sometimes just wish I was born to a Norweigian family... imagine the happiness...
unfortunately... their population is so low... odds of being born there is so miniscule... reincarnation could be a thing, and you can die 100 times and still never make it there. most likely be born in some developing country...
universe so cruel...
welp, its either that or eternal nothingness... which is just also fucking sad... nothing will ever happen again...