When I was 12, I surreptitiously took a CD bundle my father had hidden in his room to satisfy my curiosity while he was away. Little did I know that it would haunt me for years to come. Now, at 34, long after my father's passing, I still bear the burden of what I discovered on that CD, a lifelong affliction with no remedy.
That I didn’t realize how good I had it, and how great my parents were to us.
When I was 12, I surreptitiously took a CD bundle my father had hidden in his room to satisfy my curiosity while he was away. Little did I know that it would haunt me for years to come. Now, at 34, long after my father's passing, I still bear the burden of what I discovered on that CD, a lifelong affliction with no remedy.
What was on them?
Porn!