Did anyone grow up in a family that loved them and didn't abuse them? When I was young, like all people with Asperger's, I use to explode. My father and mother's solution was to physically abuse me. I know there has to be families out there that have treated their children differently, but for me, all I knew was fear for the first 18 years of my life. I never felt the emotion of love until I was twenty-five years old. I wish I had a family that understood me and had not hurt me. Even after sixty years, I still suffer from PTSD. My parents are dead now, but their actions are alive in me now. The one thing I decided upon becoming an adult was to never ever hurt a child in any form. I did not want to be like my parents.
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