I recently confronted my abuser. He denied everything he did to me and has been actively discrediting me to make it look like I am developing schizophrenia. But make no mistake, that man absolutely broke me. The ages of 6 to 13 for me were marked by a severe lack of comfort, stability, and self-confidence. I still have PTSD and some serious sexual hangups.
The movie does not really qualify as a parody, given that they play it straight for numerous extended scenes of literal children dancing in revealing clothing. Not to say Qanon isn’t the dumbest shit on the planet, just that the outrage is not unjustified on that movie.
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