have you ever considered when certain people make you feel less open and less able to be yourself.
Whenever I hear my dad coughing or talking too much in a group, dominating the conversation. I feel less able to talk. I also realise many other people can be like that when my dad is talking.
I hate that about him. But the irony is, with the things you hate about your parents: you end up becoming like that. Some sick irony of the universe.
Got up early today. Good start, but I've got to continue the momentum.
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