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Traits of a Psychopath

she made me sandwiches and cooked my t she washed my clothes and kept me clean but she never showed me any empathy and that's how love comes across mean my emotional needs were left to starve she cooked and she cleaned and she did so with heart she made sure that belt slapped my skin really hard choosing the punishment designed to be harsh success I achieved was quickly destroyed diverting to things that I couldn't do well If I celebrated she's quickly annoyed changing the subject from a win to a fail I gave up on trying to win her approval she turned positives into negative lessons teaching me my achievements were not useful the things I can't do make better impressions she doesn't respect me or ask my opinion information that she gets from elsewhere she makes it impossible to have a connection I'm just a possession so why would she care she's always the victim pointing out blame gaslighting her children for attention again before they both died her parents caused pain traits of a psychopath not someone insane

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