My dad's GF died. I wrote about my dad in my Xanga Diary back in 2005. Writing is therapy. From my father, I learned how to work hard, how to play basketball, how to be comedic, charming, caring, committed. At the same time, I've seen him struggle as a human. He drank too much beer. He let his emotions get the best of him. He became Darth Vader.
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[2005-12-06 - Tuesday - 09:33 PM PST](http://web.archive.org/web/20051211064047/xanga.com/l4oj) - [2005-12-07](https://steemit.com/j/@joeyarnoldvn/2005-12-07)
# Dad's Girl Friend Died
2005-12-06 - Tuesday - 09:33 PM PST - [Xanga](http://xanga.com/l4oj) - [Archive](http://web.archive.org/web/20051211064047/xanga.com/l4oj) - I wrote: "My dad's "girl friend" died from a heart attack last night while he was at the store buying wisky for her even when she was sick... he cursed God and said that it should have been him who died; yet mom tried comforting him. She told him, a month ago, that he would lose another one if he kept buying them alcohol... dad should see Narnia." 23 Flirts - 13 Subliminals
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