#cannot forgive

So, my relationship with my dad’s side of the family is a little messed up. Okay, that was an understatement; it’s a lot messed up. Growing up I was the apple of my dad’s eye. I couldn’t give two shits what my mum told me to do or the authority she was meant to have. My dad was my everything, and I was his. But, families crumble a part sometimes, and that’s what happened to mine. Only, my dad didn’t just leave my mum, he left me and he left our relationship behind. He just stopped caring. He just went out, got himself a new wife, had a new daughter and that was it. He made it look about as easy as buying a new car. He doesn’t even know me anymore. Ask him what my favourite colour is, or what movies or food I like, or ask him what the first show I performed in was called, he wouldn’t be able to tell you. And I can promise you that. Simple things that every father should know about his daughter and he doesn’t know. Sure, he might still know 7 year old me, but that was 17 years ago and I don’t like Westlife anymore and my favourite colour isn’t purple anymore because I learnt that it didn’t have to be my favourite just because it was my cousin’s favourite.

regret

He who cannot forgive breaks the bridge over which he himself must pass.