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I Prayed for a Miracle, Now I Lock My Door Against My Son

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of a caged animal.

He doesn’t know who I am. Most days, he thinks I’m his jailer. He has no filter; he screams obscenities at me that make me sick to my stomach. He is sexually aggressive toward the poor home health aides until they quit. The violence is sudden and explosive. He put his fist through the drywall in the living room because the internet continue reading …

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