It wasn't me. You can't prove anything.



When I was about four, I remember having a snowball fight with my cousins. We were in someones front yard. Everyone was having fun except me. This was the first time I remember hating competition. This was the earliest example of disliking conflict. We were having fun and the idea of play fighting made me sick. I wonder today, in my forties, if that fear and disgust with competition was a defence against rage.s

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