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Mental Health

Mental Health When I read these words I see me. My life My father My family It seems to run deep. It feels like we was walking in tall grass. We did not know how long the episodes would last. It started with dad as a child we did not Know why sometimes he was sad. Manic It set us all in a panic. In the 1960s no one explained. Until we five children inherent Manic. Now we finally know what it means. Unlike our father with the right medicines and the right doctor. We don't feel invisible We feel seen...

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Book: Shattered Sighs