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A childhood belief about sucking my thumb

When I was about 6 or 7, I still sucked my thumb. Everyone in the family tried to get me to stop, but I wouldn't. I thought sucking my thumb was a good way to get my Daddy to come see me before he went to bed because he would alway remove my thumb from my mouth. Sometimes I still stick it in my mouth; I guess I still want my Daddy to come in and take it out.

— occational thumbsucker at 52

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