My relationship with my father has been strained for the last few years. Because of my lack of trust in him. While it’s getting better, it will never be the same.
Growing up, my father was always my hero. I loved him so much and I respected him so much and I wanted to be just like him.
But the fact is, it turns out he isn’t a superhero. And finding that out really hurt.
But I am thankful for the many years of delusion I had, I am thankful for learning the truth, and I am thankful he is working on it. I just wish I could believe it again.