Meeting Dad [2/2]

posted May 10th, 2014, 2:02 am


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August 31st, 2013, 9:44 pm

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Meeting Dad [2/2]

So, I've kinda been talking a lot about my dad and how he accepted me. When I do so, I don't mean to make anyone who lose family feel down. I know how many friends have lost everyone in their lives because they decided to stop living a life of pain and start living a life of happiness.
So I want to apologize if it seems like I'm rubbing it in. I don't mean to. I know how unbelievably lucky I've been, and I cherish that.

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And with that, more stuff about me and my dad! I may have mentioned it before, but I shake uncontrollably when I am in a social situation that I don't know the outcome of. I like to think I'm steel and stone, but yeah, my body disagrees.
I don't remember much of anything about meeting my dad as myself for the first time, but I know I was freaking scared. Like, REALLY scared. But then he was there, and it was like this total non-thing. Like it was always that way, like it was totally normal.

I also have a totally tangential story, but it seems relevant somehow. Plus I've been working on this week's batch for like, 9 hours so, so, deal with it.

One of my best memories of my dad was on one of the worst days of my life. (No, not that. No, I still don't want to talk about it. NO.). I had to go see a doctor in Edmonton for approval for my SRS. I had waited almost a year to see him. I was living full time, had plenty of therapy to make sure I was all good. And then when I met the doctor, he told me that I needed to be in therapy with HIM for an entire year before I could be approved. My entire world shattered right there. To be told that you were about to lose an entire year like that? That the time you've already lost was worthless?
Anyways, I was crying pretty bad after leaving the doctor (I didn't show the doctor my tears. I'm not that stupid. Who knows what he would have said). My dad asked me where I wanted to go for lunch before the three hour drive back home. I said Taco Bell, because it always made me feel better. I know my dad doesn't like taco bell, but, he took me anyways. He didn't say much. I cried, and I ate, and he drank his terrible coffee, and he ate. Then he drove me home.
On this terrible day, the only reason I didn't entire break is because my dad was there for me. To make me feel like things would be OK. He didn't judge me for being sad. Or for crying. He was there and being strong so I could be weak.
I don't know why, but that's one of my favourite memories of my dad.

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May 10th, 2014, 9:51 am

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Both Mr. Andrews and Dr. Bernt are good guys, even if Annie can't figure them out sometimes !

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May 13th, 2014, 7:05 am

Elessir

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Parents are supposed to be supportive, no matter what. Too bad a lot of them just dont get it.

I might steal the blue beads for a hair tie idea, by the way. Seems cute :3

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June 21st, 2014, 12:16 pm

mittfh

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Ooh - using the beads as hair ties!

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