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Something big under the sheet

I described a little bit in my last post about how my dad was cooking meth for distribution in our farm’s basement, and how he changed when he started using the meth himself, although I was too young to realize that’s what he was doing at the time. I don’t…

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You better know this

When I got older and realized all the happened, I become almost obsessed with getting more info about everything was going on in our basement and with my dad. I wish I knew…i wish I could do something.. I don’t know if I ever stop thinking about it. Be attentive…

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How It Started

In my most recent post, I described my dad in a little more detail to you, mainly what he was like before he got involved with meth. The reason he ever started doing meth in the first place is because of some financial troubles he was having while living on…

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A man without teeth and a new secret of my dad

I told you before about how my dad was struggling financially after a few years of living on the farm. He had used up his inheritance from his father, and no matter what he did, he couldn’t make a profit off the farm. After the day he came back from…

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Do you taste what you cook?

My last post described how my dad thought he had solved our financial problems by starting some difficult business out of the basement of our farm. It wasn’t until later that I would realize that my dad had been cooking drugs, meth in particular. The man who had come to…

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About My Dad

In my last post, I told you a little bit more about myself and how I grew up mostly on a farm with my dad, because my mom left when I was just a baby. Before I start telling you about some of the horrible things my dad did while…

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