I spent the first 50 years of my life waiting to be just like my dad, but I never did. Well, at least I thought I never did.
Deep down inside, I loathe certain characteristics of my being. The trauma of my dramatic upbringing has left me with many scars that I carry in shame. There are parts of me I will never be able to change, because every time I think I have, every time I think I am beyond their control, […]