For various reasons, not really my parent's fault, I had a less than easy childhood, beset by a medical condition that was difficult to deal with and led to a lot of bullying, and I can remember that sense of release and renewal that engulfed me the day before I went to Uni, that I was going somewhere where no-one knew about my, by then, past medical problems or anything else about me and I could let that burden fall from my shoulders and I could, so to speak, start life again, with no past and just make my way for the person I was in the now and present.
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