My brothers, father, and students, when I was still in secondary school. That was 15-20 years ago now. Brothers don’t talk to me(one of them blocked me), one of my bullies hanged himself in the family barn, and my father still yells at me. But my mother is a saint.
The real bullies were our parents.
My brothers, father, and students, when I was still in secondary school. That was 15-20 years ago now. Brothers don’t talk to me(one of them blocked me), one of my bullies hanged himself in the family barn, and my father still yells at me. But my mother is a saint.