There is a saying that goes, "By the time you're 18, 90% of the time you'll spend with your parents is over." This is true when considering my upbringing thus far.
When I consider this, I get depressed, but my sadness intensifies when I understand why it makes me depressed. My dad was the one who truly got me, who allowed me to vent my emotions, who emotionally supported me when I couldn't support myself, and who I will miss the most because of that.
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Author:
Bonnie (
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- Comment from author about the poem: There’s more I could and should say, but to reopen that wound. Is it possible?
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