My Dad would get angry enough to scream and yell sometimes, but he was essentially harmless. However, I do remember several good swats on the bottom, and one mouth-cleaning by soap for swearing at a very young age. Know what? I have respect for it. I know better. All this hype that swatting your...
Sadly, I find myself contemplating it a lot, and I feel like it's because I have an irrational fear of death. Sometimes it really bothers me, and other times I can totally accept the fact that we all die. My brain is a weird place, and I'd like a new one please.
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