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“I see his awful, sad, pain-filled life and it breaks me. It is an indescribable pain to know that your child is living such a horrific existence and causing harm wherever he goes. How could it not be – even partially – my fault? I’m his mother and that’s where blame goes isn’t it?” A mother writes anonymously about how a beloved son became a violent adult.

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