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Recently, due to a false accusation of my parents, my brother’s acceptance and enrollment in a university sponsored summer program was compromised. This caused a great deal of stress for my parents, who did not know how to properly and safely defend themselves from the accuser who was intimidating them with threats, and for my brother, who was spared the details but was ridden with sheer confusion at why his hard-earned acceptance was suddenly revoked. I also initially felt distressed and helpless, as this was a complicated and precarious situation that neither I nor my parents have had experience dealing with. With my cacophony of emotions and thoughts, I reached out to trusted friends who effectively calmed me and set me on a track of rationality

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