I Am No Longer My Father’s Daughter

Was he nice to me then? I can’t remember.

As another Father’s Day comes and (thankfully) goes, I’ve once again tried to trace back the feelings my father has towards me, seeing it as a progression from indifferent to bad to worse, but the answer as to why continues to elude.

Upon such reflection, I’ve also questioned the memories I have of him when I was young, playing devil’s advocate and asking myself, “Was it really like that? Don’t you…