“Jake’s” dad was an alcoholic. They didn’t call it that while he was growing up, but everyone knew. Especially in the summer when the windows were open and the whole neighborhood could hear yelling and screaming coming from the house.
I read a story in a Seattle newspaper written by an articulate senior in high school. She wrote she and some friends were wondering what to do on a Friday night when one of the group got a text inviting them to another friend’s house to “watch a movie.”
“Jason” told me he was bi-polar.
I have been learning an interesting lesson lately. The lesson itself sounds too simple to be something someone should need to learn. Nevertheless, I needed to learn it.
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