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At this point the jig is up. A few days ago, I debated with some of my friends here if I am an introvert or an extrovert. They were adamant that I was an extrovert, I insisted that I was an introvert (after all, my dad saying I’m “too closed off and serious” was one of…

My Father

Although I’m a 24-year-old male, I have no shame in admitting that over the past year I have cried harder than I’ve ever cried in my entire life. Twice. Both of these occasions involved my dad, and neither of them was caused directly by him. In fact, he wasn’t even aware that either of them happened. I am…