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Dad stole my dinner money and sold our toys to fund his addiction. He ruined my childhood... but that's not all he destroyed

Dad stole my dinner money and sold our toys to fund his addiction. He ruined my childhood... but that's not all he destroyed
Hiding behind the sofa, I clamped my hands over my ears as a couple of burly bailiffs banged on our front door. I was just seven, but had become used to the anxiety these visits would cause.

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