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I have been dealing with myself since I don't know when. But then I realized that I kept my childhood trauma for so long that alrealy affect my behaviour. The worst is affect me, inside. The fear, the hurted feeling, the worrines and you name it, all of those are unpleasant. 

But above all my feelings, thoughts and struggle in facing this, I love my parents. No matter how imperfect they are, they are the perfect parents God has given to me. 

The fear of loosing them are the scariest feeling that I face every single day. I am afraid that I have never good enough for them. I am afraid thaf I do not have chance to show and prove them that I love them so much.

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