My adopted daughter falsely accused me of essay. Seven years later, the truth is out and now they’re begging for my help.
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Before I get into the meat of this [ __ ] show, you need to know where I was coming from.
I, 35 male, grew up in what I thought was a solid family, upper middle-class neighborhood in the suburbs of Chicago.
My parents seemed to have their [ __ ] together, at least on the surface.
Dad was a financial adviser at a prestigious firm downtown, made good money that afforded us a comfortable lifestyle.
Mom worked part-time as a realtor, but mostly focused on what she called maintaining the family image, which basically meant being involved in every community organization possible and making sure our family looked perfect on Christmas cards.
I am the only son, the golden boy who did everything right. Straight A’s without much effort, naturally athletic, polite to adults.
I wasn’t perfect by any means.
Got into my share of trouble as a teenager—sneaking beers with friends, the occasional party that got too loud—but nothing serious, nothing that would tarnish the family reputation my mom worked so hard to maintain.
I played baseball through college, graduated with a business degree, and landed a job at my dad’s investment firm.
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