Write about a truth you were afraid to accept.

A truth I was afraid to accept was the fact that my family will never be normal and their actions in the past will continue to follow me. The marriage problems between my mom and my stepdad affected my ability to have a sense of stability, I moved schools a lot in the developmental years of my life, which rooted a constant feeling of anxiety in me from a very young age. I tried my best to push past the things I couldn't control and focus on the things around me that I could alter to benefit me. 

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