SCHMAE
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I shared the same type of situation growing up. When my dad busted my nose backhanding me one evening, I went to school the next day and bought a joint. I was 12 years old. I started self medicating. This was on the heals of telling my mom that Grandpa was molesting me.
My family was just AWESOME at sweeping crap under the carpet, while sitting in the front pew of the church EVERY FRICKIN' SUNDAY, hey, man, it's all about appearances, doncha know?
The LDS Ward we attended put our dysfunctional family on a pedestal. But ya just don't know what goes on behind closed doors............
Yep, yep, yep ! And if your eyes got sleepy or you yawned too much, you'd catch he** after church. Ah, good times !