Two years have passed since my Dad died. It feels like a million. So much has happened since that Sunday.
I feel ashamed that my life was in such shambles when he passed away. All he wanted was for me to get a good, steady job and stop all the drama I was immersed in. Pretty much everything I have done since then was to try to remedy all that. But it's too late.
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