Father issues
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Complete Thu, Mar 12, 201514m
This is a short story of how I over came my father issues with full disclosure. Sometimes you have to get out of your comfort zone and step in someone else's shoes to get a better angle and a fresher perspective, you'd be surprised of how much you missed by being caught up in your own world and following the rules without questioning where they came from.
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