Ptsdon't Touch Me

I don t really know where to begin, but here it is. I was raised by my mother and father, it was the typical immigrant up raising; perfection was the standard. My sisters and I grew up knowing what falling below the standard meant, it meant we d be slapped, whipped, and degraded until we broke. We were "omelet kids" beat until we were perfect. To be honest, the beatings weren t the worst parts, I found that after a while they all felt the same, the worst part was what would be said. The... Ptsdon t Touch Me
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