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... ever understand what goes on in his head. Hell, maybe I was a fool to think I could.
I didn’t join this group because I wanted power, or control, or even money. Not really. I joined because I was desperate. When you’ve spent every waking moment choosing between medicine for your child and food for your wife, your idea of "right and wrong" starts to blur.
My wife was bedridden. My child had cancer. The hospitals? They might as well have been mausoleums. No help. No hope. Just bill ...
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