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I'm an indirect product of domestic violence. My parents had a mutual friend in an abusive marriage that decided to get out, so they helped her hide from her husband while she got everything sorted out. That included letting her stay with them (also repainting her car so he couldn't recognize it, and other such tricksy business. It was apparently quite the scheme) in their 2-bedroom apartment for a few weeks. At this point, they'd been married for about a year and a half, but my mom was in the midst of her residency in another city, so they hadn't seen nearly as much of each other as most newlywed couples could by that point, and having somebody else living in a relatively small space was kind of cramping their style. Conveniently, at some point in all of this, they won a stay in a local hotel, so they took that opportunity to get away and enjoy some privacy. 41 weeks later, me!

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