I wished my parents know more about me, my characteristic, my interest. And wished we interacted with each other like we are friends, and explored the world together.
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I don’t think the title of your article matches the content lol. Just kidding, mainly because I had some doubts after reading the article.
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Your point of view caught my eye and was very interesting. Thanks. I have a question for you.
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My parents only cared about my grades. I think they may have been depressed while I was growing up. Definitely, no one practiced self-help techniques or knew about them in my family.
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