one hundred & thirty four: possibility

this word stings a bit.

coz over the past three years i’ve often wondered: what would’ve been possible for me, with a different family? with different parents? without the years of sexual, physical, and emotional abuse?

all things considered, i’ve done all right for myself, i really have. i married a wonderful woman, we have a great kid, i am gainfully employed, i own a house, i am mostly healthy, there truly are lots of boxes to check.

but what might have the possibilities been, had things been different? who might i have been?

maybe that is one of the most futile questions of all, but i still wonder it nonetheless.

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