Because of my father
When you lose a parent during childhood, it effects just about everything you become. Decisions about life naturally stem from enduring this trauma. Some try to form families early and replace that which they feel has been lost. Others spurn close connections and create a wall so firm that no one else can encroach. An attempt to protect against pain. Because of my father I have become so many things. Whether healthy or not no longer matters. I am a collection of disparate feelings. A reaction. Splayed along the years of being the yin, the equal and opposite to my father’s yang.
His death and my life.
Intertwined.
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