So growing up I had a narcissistic mother who abused our animals but kept them...

as accessories. This was a huge problem for me. One time our small dog got hit by a car and instead of doing the responsible thing and putting the dog down because she knew she wouldn’t take care of it, she wanted to look like a fucking hero for keeping the miserable dog alive. The dog was paralyzed in its hind legs and needed its bandages changed often. Not only did she not change the bandages, but she also didn’t get a cage for the poor animal that locked, so if me (12 at the time) or my brother(9), left...

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