Our favorite was hide-and-seek. We would hide in unconventional places like the fridge or dryer. My father worked in logistics, and my...

I peeked inside to see my father destroying everything in his path. He was on one of his drunken rampages again. My mother was trying...

I couldn’t remember the last time dad wasn’t sick. Mom had never been consistently in my life due to her mental illness. Dad did a great...

When I hear someone say that there’s no hope for an addict, I can’t help but shake my head. If someone like me can come back from all...

All the dreams he shared with me, paying my tuition fee and giving me hope in life, were gone. My future became bleak...

There are times in life when we must choose whether we hold on to hate, or forgive and forget. Holding on to hate is the more common...