Tag: alcoholics
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Conversations with Dad
I don’t remember meeting my Dad, you know. He came into my world when I was 3 years old. Suddenly in our tiny, dirty, shabby Filipino village was a tall white man with a twinkle in his eye and a friendly grin. I don’t remember how we got to be Dad and Daughter…we just were…and…
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depression and alcoholics
October 02, 2013 My friend and beloved ex-neighbour Amy was over the other night. Amy is 20 years old, beautiful, toned and strong, fearless and has an infectious, beautiful laugh. Amy finds everything funny and is really good company. But trying to explain depression to her was as useful and enjoyable for either of us…