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My earliest childhood memory was stressful.

I was about five years old, and it started with me waking up from an afternoon nap.

Since I was a child with many needs, the first thing I did was ask for my mom.

Historically in my past five years of existence, calling for her with a sniffly tone meant that I would see her relatively soon. Sometimes I’d have to call for her a few times but never more than 10.

But on this day, I hit well over 10, and Mom was still nowhere to be seen.

At that point, I got my ass out of bed and ventured out to the other parts of the house. With each room and space I entered, I would seep out…