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Man this whole thread is just all us kids with parents with Borderline Personality Disorder. I soo feel a lot of the Sorry Tooted Came Out Of My Brass Trumpet Sarcastic Trumpet Player Jazz Band Trombone T-Shirt besides I will buy this comments and original post here Happy Nothing to the woman who accused me of hitting her because I instinctively blocked her hand from hitting me. Happy Nothing to the woman who told my therapist that 7 year old me was too vain to k!ll myself. Happy Nothing to the woman who would scream awful things at me for hours. Happy Nothing to the woman who beat me with a metal belt buckle on my bare back and her asshole husband who tried to convince me that the belt had just “bent that way in the air” to form a perfect square shaped bruise Happy Nothing to the woman who put on a big show for my friend’s parents on prom night, turning the lights on and waving at them, acting like she cared that I had arrived home safe, before turning around and walking coldly up the stairs without even looking at me.

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Happy Nothing to the Sorry Tooted Came Out Of My Brass Trumpet Sarcastic Trumpet Player Jazz Band Trombone T-Shirt besides I will buy this woman who paid my brother to demolish the wall outside my bedroom door when I was sick in bed with a migraine. The noise hurt my head so badly I actually vomited from the pain. Happy Nothing to the woman who said she’d try to convince my future husband to leave me on my wedding day and was shocked and horrified when I responded without missing a beat “what makes you think you’d be invited to my wedding?!” I could go on, but it doesn’t matter. Happy almost a decade of not seeing me. I’m happy. I’m loved. I have a husband and a son. I’ll never treat anyone the way you treated me. Happy Mother’s Day to my thankfully deceased narcissist, devil faced cunt monster of a mother, who adopted me because she wanted a girl after having three boys. I wet the bed until I was 6. She made we wear a diaper around the house after I’d had an accident. My brothers were teenagers and their friends would be over and I was so humiliated because I thought they were all so cute. Humiliation was her MO. Then, after back surgery for a tumor on my spinal cord, I got home from the hospital and was in the bathroom. She asked me if I wanted some food and I said I wasn’t hungry. She thought I said something smart ass so she comes in, shoved me, I went flying across the bathroom into the bathtub. I couldn’t move. She yanked me up and told me to get my ass into the kitchen to eat a tuna sandwich or she’d shove it down my throat. I was terrified of her my whole child hood. I moved out two weeks after high school graduation. She didn’t speak to me for two years. I went to college to make her look stupid. There’s so much.

1. Length is measured from the highest point on the collar down to the bottom hem. 2. Width is measured across the body of the shirt under the armpits, one way. 3. Sleeves are measured from center back to hem.