one time when i had a great loss was when my foster brother had overdosed back in 2007. him, my brother Zach, and I always hung out on the weekends. he was like an older brother to me, and when i got the news he had died, it broke me down. he died on my father's birthday.
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That's a tough one; loss is never easy, but it's even more rough that he passed away on your father's birthday. Hang in there! Time heals many wounds.
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