When I was a kid, my Dad used to call me “Mouth”. He had a few nicer nicknames for me but that one stands out. I had a lot of words, talked fast and basically never shut up. I yelled when upset and excitedly told anyone who would listen everything on my mind. I remember fighting with a sibling and getting yelled at by my Dad. I wanted to know why he only yelled at me and not her; his respone was “you are the only one I hear”.
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