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but I'm going to give you a little bit of a warning here, a trigger warning as well.

There are some very serious themes throughout this one and events that take place.

I don't really want to sugarcoat it more than that, but you can probably tell from the title and thumbnail at this one that this is a very serious story. There is, however, a relatively positive update to this one,

which will of course get into. But for now, sit back, relax. Drop a like on this one if you do go

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you're new. Here we go. My 22 year old female,

friends, 22 year old female parents who are in their 50s are blaming me for the death of their

daughter and they don't want me at her funeral. How do I talk to them? The original post for this one

came on November 7th, 2024. Rosie and I grew up together since kindergarten in a

conservative area and she has pretty conservative parents. Rosie was very introverted when I met her.

It took weeks for her to talk to me in a normal volume. In contrast, I was a very loud and outspoken

child and over the years it rubbed off on her. Her parents are very nice people

and have never said it to my face, but I know they thought and think that I'm a bad influence on her.

We were in the same school until we were around 14, when she moved the way and we lost contact

for a while. Neither of us had smartphones back then. We'd email every month or so, but she had very limited computer time as well.

When we were 18, we got into the same college and reconnected,

although we didn't see each other often because her studies were very demanding.

We weren't as close as before, but we still talked a couple of times a month.

I still considered her an important friend.

Two years ago, she got her first

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