No...I repeatedly whisper to my self between each gasp of breath. I will not let the tears deceive me, I will not let anyone get any satisfaction of seeing me hurt. In spite of that, I cry Each silent tear that cascades down gives me a moment to ponder about the occurrence and the closer I get to an answer, the tears on my cheeks freeze. A broken heart...I never believed the clich&…
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…stage is depression. I have to say that this is the hardest thing I have ever faced in my life. Looking back now, I remember the thing that depressed me the most was thinking that things were getting better and then being disappointed again. There were times that Dad would stop drinking, sometimes weeks at a time. Too often they say wisdom comes along with time, for it took this much time to know myself