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On behalf of myself and the thousands of other who come from homes where abuse and dysfunction are part of the hidden narrative, thank you. I remember the first Christmas my siblings and I had together after my parents passed, it felt like we could breathe for the first time, and actually celebrate together. Every other holiday up to then had been about "managing," whether that meant our parents, our kids, our extended families, or ourselves. Godspeed to you as you find your holiday rhythm this year in whatever way brings you joy.

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