I want you to describe a memory.

Tell me a pleasant memory you hold dear. Perhaps something you treasure of a memory with a relative or someone you held dear and close to your heart. A childhood memory that made you FEEL loved and secure.
I am tired of the Drama I read in S.W. of those bragging of their sexuality.

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I used to have reoccurring nightmares about my parents being taken away by witches. I used to shout and wake them up to check they were alive.They were very patient.
They bought me a toadstool nightlight and told me if I couldn't see it in my nightmare I was sleeping and if I woke up and saw it I was in a world without witches. They stuck photos of themselves by my bed.
My Dad would read me stories to get back to sleep or my mum would stroke my hair. I've had a great childhood. They've always made me feel loved.