Folks, ya ever get a feelin’ like missing the carefree, sun-dappled afternoons of yer childhood long ago, even tho in actuality yer childhood days never were carefree cuz yer father was a ragin alcoholic n ya lived in constant uncertainty n fear? Hoo whee, is that a trip or what?
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My dad got his alcoholism out of the way before I was born, thankfully. He managed to break the cycle his dad kept. I grew up with a kid who got beaten at like 10 YO because their brother caught their finger in a bike spoke and didn't hide it well enough. Could've been my life.
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