I'm cleaning my room and finding many scraps of paper with ideas or notes scratched on them. One of them has something my Mom said to my sisters and I when we were teasing her, worded for maximum guilt: "I'm used to the verbal abuse. It doesn't hurt anymore."
Ouch!
Another was when our Mom was encouraging Tina and I to be more social.
MOM: "You need to get out more. Meet new friends."
TINA: "Mom, we have social anxiety disorder. We don't need to meet more people. We need there to be less people in the world."
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