My mom told me today that my dad is losing his memory in a rather severe way. He asked her today if I still lived in Colorado (I have been back in the Philly area for maybe two years now). My dad actually is the one who flew out to Colorado when I was so fucked up from shooting coke to help me get back to the east coast. We drove 32 hours straight from Colorado to here.
My parents live right down the street and I see them about once a week.
I am conflicted. I don't really like my dad too much. He never abused me or anything but I just think he's kind of an asshole. Now, I feel sorry for him and am thinking that maybe his actions in the past were the best he could do. I dunno, I gotta take a closer look at how this makes me feel and the part that I have played in his actions that I disapprove of.
More will be revealed, I suppose.
My parents live right down the street and I see them about once a week.
I am conflicted. I don't really like my dad too much. He never abused me or anything but I just think he's kind of an asshole. Now, I feel sorry for him and am thinking that maybe his actions in the past were the best he could do. I dunno, I gotta take a closer look at how this makes me feel and the part that I have played in his actions that I disapprove of.
More will be revealed, I suppose.

