I spoke to my dad once, told him everything. We never spoke again after that. He worried and I do things to make him worry. . And that night sticks in my mind like humidity clinging to the back of my legs on that late august night. I WALKED IN AND WOKE UP MY FATHER to ask him for help. I haven't since then and I never did before. I don't know if all that happened anymore.

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