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I unraveled completely when my parents divorced, but then they decided to remarry, and that only twisted the knife deeper. The anger inside me boiled over, turning into reckless defiance. Acting out became my escape, a way to scream without words. My parents had no choice but to send me to a special rehabilitation school, and to make things worse, I was stuck there with my stepbrother. The shame hit me like a freight train; I didn’t want anyone to know where I’d ended up.
At first, I refused to cooperate, ignoring every counselor’s word like they were background noise. I just wanted to disappear, to be left to my own devices, blinded to the consequences of my rage-fueled actions. But as days blurred into weeks, something inside me began to crack. Slowly, I realized my parents weren’t trying to punish me - they were fighting to save me. I had to own up to what I’d done, take responsibility for the wreckage I’d created.
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