Growing up as a boy in an environment ravaged by abuse is a narrative that too many young souls bear alone. For me, it was a betrayal that came from the very people who were supposed to protect and nurture — my father, uncle, cousins, and even someone I once considered a friend. Each act of abuse left deep scars, not only on my body but also on my mind …
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