My father died 6 years ago; I don’t miss him, I don’t love him, I never had the need to cry for him but I admired him though. He was a curious and funny man but a shitty husband & father. I hope I don’t have children because i’m super worried i’ll be the same and I hope I never share an emotional connection with either a woman or child because I’m my father’s son. Today is father’s day and i’ve only been reminded how much of a sad person i am but so far i’ve done a great job at wearing a different face in the society. My secret