As I'm sitting here today I feel some type of sanity. Unlike any other day, I feel some sort of depression overwelming me. I've never felt that way since my father devorced my mother and dumped my sister and I on my mother to fend for ourselves. But if i would of told you I've never felt depressed since then, i would be lying. Having my mother take on the responsibilities of both parents was horrific. I felt very hurt and tons of loads swift over me, that's how I knew from then on that my pops wasn't ever coming back.
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