[s]will make the coding prettier later.. I’m on mobile.. deal with it[/s]

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𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝’𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚢. 𝚆𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝. 𝙼𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚝. 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚍𝚘 when she’d have a problem was keep it to herself and just kind of mark it down in her mind. Dog-eared the incident and tucked it away in her mental file box for when she had a flare-up and would bring things you’d have done “wrong” in the past, even though at the time it happened she’d simply smiled and said “it’s okay”. Dad was like that, too. Wouldn’t tell you what was wrong. Hell, he wouldn’t even talk to you.