My dad was awesome. But he also wasn’t. It’s painful to hear words from coworkers who received things from him that he never gave me. But still, he gave me a lot. He wasn’t perfect. But neither am I. I mourn him leaving me so early. I mourn the things he never gave me and never would have given me. I needed to get this off my chest.

  • @AtariDump
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    24 days ago

    It comes and goes in waves. The further out you get from his death, the easier it becomes.

    But some days, something will remind you of him and you’ll be sad. Let it happen. That sadness is what brings you the happiness of knowing him.

    Like now, I miss mine and it’s been ~14 years. But it’s important to put this down and feel these feelings.