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my family is my main source of material. they...we...are all weird...different pieces of a shabby patchwork quilt. we have the cheater, the anorexic, the unwed mother, the deviant smoker, and now the 15 year old high school dropout. together we share secrets...and overwhelming amounts of guilt and shame. each of us feels very conspicuous...like others can see the "S" emblazoned on our foreheads. i love my family for all of it's flaws and fuck-ups...because i am one too. i need to keep a record of them...to give them when i am gone.