Dear Diary, I come with so much to tell. I will tell you everything as I am your faithful girlfriend. Growing up, I had trust issues. I barely trusted my parents, so I couldn't trust anyone. I grew up to see the mess my father's bad friends and company brought us into. My father had many frienemies, not friends. They laughed, smiled, ate with him, squandered his money, but said badly of him at his absence. His friends never loved him, he was only used. His frienemies made decisions for him in his own home. My father never took my mother's advice. He said my mother was an illiterate. So, he clinged to his friends. He wasted half of his wealth on his friends and their dubious lives. My father's weakness was trusting people so much and giving his whole life to them. He never loved us, he gave all his love to strangers and neglected his family. They used him, they blackmailed him, they abused him, they messed him up. We as his family were part of the whole mess. This wa
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