How To Use Your Deathbed To Be A Bad Father One Last Time

That’s him. And that’s me.

CW: Parent loss, I guess.

I’ve been writing on the internet for ten years and I’ve never once written about my father. While part of me was probably keeping things to myself out of fear, the other part of me really didn’t give a shit. I don’t actually think he used the internet and I tossed his last name in the trash like Amazon packaging long ago so I doubt he…