gone but not forgotten
so, i was sitting at the break area table with my fellow on break workers and i get a text msg.
i didn't recognize the number but it said "in atlanta - take good care and pls keep in touch. love ya - dad"
i put my phone down and immediately thought, "you fucker."
what a complete and utter failure of a relationship with my father.
and it's of not fault of my own.
it's refreshing to be able to walk away from a relationship that should be significant and it's so fucked up but none of it is my fault. i'm not accused of fucking up, i haven't fucked up, and i'm not going to hang on to something that isn't my fault.
he's my dad. i can't help but be hurt.
but it's his goddammed problem, not mine.
i didn't recognize the number but it said "in atlanta - take good care and pls keep in touch. love ya - dad"
i put my phone down and immediately thought, "you fucker."
what a complete and utter failure of a relationship with my father.
and it's of not fault of my own.
it's refreshing to be able to walk away from a relationship that should be significant and it's so fucked up but none of it is my fault. i'm not accused of fucking up, i haven't fucked up, and i'm not going to hang on to something that isn't my fault.
he's my dad. i can't help but be hurt.
but it's his goddammed problem, not mine.
1 Comments:
You're right. It's not your fault, nor has it ever been your fault.
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