A mom changed her one-year-old son’s diaper in the seating area of Starbucks and when employees asked her to clean up the area, the dad flipped out and poured his coffee all over the store’s floor.

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Today would have been my father’s 65th birthday. He died this past Thursday, in his sleep, after a 15-year battle with drug addiction and untreated mental illness. I found out on Friday, my 33rd birthday. The last time I heard from my dad was two weeks prior to his death, in an email sent from an internet cafe in Hilo, Hawaii, the town near where he lived. The power was out at his house and had been for two months, because he couldn’t pay his bill. I hadn’t spoken to him, or written to him, or acknowledged him at all since March. Our relationship was, over the years, wonderful and difficult and horrible and bittersweet. He taught me many things and helped shape the person I am today. I’m overwhelmed with sadness, but also relieved that he won’t be in, or cause, pain anymore. (via Thoughts On My Father’s Death)

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Toddler exposed to gonorrhea by sucking on a used condom at the playground.

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