It wasn’t easy growing up with a man like him. He was so perfect all the time. A neat freak, a narcissist, a perfectionist, and a soccer coach. The house had to be spotless or we were in trouble. He had to look beautiful or we were in trouble. We had to get all A’s or we were in trouble. If he didn’t go to nationals, a whole lot of people were in trouble. That’s just how it was.
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