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It's my father's fault that I learned to accept loss. It's my mother's fault that I've learned to juggle multiple hearts. My brother taught me rage. My sister taught me fear. I quit showing up to the funerals of my friends, although I acknowledged their human limits. I observe the similarities of strangers. But I have found, that no matter the influence, regardless the experience, I am responsible for my mistakes, always, and accountable all my own.