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I had a mental breakdown grieving my dad's death — a hospital barista helped me through recovery
"He is not dead if I have not seen him! Let me go!" I shrieked, my fingers clawing at the industrial fabric of the hospital gown. The fluorescent lights of the psychiatric ward hummed like a disturbed ...
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