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Growing up, my mom had this paranoid transition phase, trading one drug for another (meth for church), Ive had several full collections of cards go missing, trashed. A box of Digimon figures i worked odd jobs to buy myself get thrown away because they made her uncomfortable. She never really knew about the games, so I could play them whenever i wanted.
I got a good job, so I was able to buy all my cards back. She doesnt care now, im a grown ass man, i do what I want, but growing up sucked because I had to try and rationalize with an emotional child.
On the plus side, my rebellion only went as far as procuring contraband satan trading cards of the internet.
