Menk, by John Doran
They Fuck You Up, Your Mum and Dad – But They Save Your Life Too
After all these years and near-death experiences, I still can't have an honest conversation with my father.
I Still Can't Speak to My Dad, Even Though He Might Be About to Die
I traveled home to see him, and all I could talk about was my belt.
Why Does Everything Remind Me of Taking Cocaine?
Playing a game of chess against my son, I was transported back 20 years, to a house where I'd go to score cocaine and sometimes smoke crack.
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I Got Hit By a Car and Turned Into a Racist Libertines Fan
Serious trauma does funny stuff to your brain.
Most of My Heroes Don't Appear on No Stamp
I'd like my money a whole lot more if it had a picture of one of these four heroes on it.
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My Son Has Replaced Me with a Cardboard Daddy
An essay on the everyday difficulties of helping your kids grow up.
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The Panic of Someone Collapsing On a London Bus
I recently experienced the panic of someone collapsing on a London bus.
Three for My Heartache and Four for My Headaches
After four months of trying to quit, I'm back on my prescription meds.
If You Tolerate This, Then Your Children Will Be Next
Not leaving the house for 12 days will do more damage to your sanity than LSD.