Growing up in a household filled with abuse is a reality that many people unfortunately experience. For me, it was a constant battle against the emotional and psychological scars inflicted by my own parents. Their words and actions were like chains, binding me to a life of fear and limitation. However, within that darkness, a spark of determination ignited—the spark that eventually led me to break free and pursue my dreams. The Beginning My childhood was far from idyllic. Instead of nurturing support, I faced criticism and negativity at every turn. My parents' abusive behavior created an environment where self-doubt flourished, and dreams seemed like unattainable fantasies. Their words became my inner voice, constantly telling me I wasn't good enough, smart enough, or capable enough to achieve anything worthwhile. Despite this toxic environment, I held onto a glimmer of hope. Deep down, I knew I wanted more from life than what my parents envisioned for me. The dreams I harb...
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