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Aug 2017
My biological "father" is currently in jail. I cut him out of my life.

My mother raised me. I'm glad she's in my life.

My grandfather who I call my father raised me but died when I was 5. I'm angry he's not in my life.


What I'm saying here is that I lost my "father" to drugs and alcohol. But I lost my father due to cancer.
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