Opening up. You hated it, you hated that feeling you got in your throat before you cried and you hated the way people reacted. You never got the chance to understand it as a child because your dad was always absent, working in the military or the hospital.

You didn’t blame him, but things happened that he wasn’t there for and he just never found out which is how you got here.

After an excruciatingly long day, you saw your dad and you just kinda fell apart. He quickly made you sit down, his eyebrows furrowed as he made you actually talk to him.