#dadissue

I had mixed , confusing feelings when I called you this morning , Dad. After all , I resented you all these years. It's been almost 3 years since I last heard your voice , since I last saw you. And the first time I called you after all these years , I felt slightly regret , partly exited. And suddenly I am just a kid. Your kid. I felt happy , annoyed , exicited , and slightly mad hearing your endearing voice. But I still considering myself as a teen. It is in my nature to rebel , and my ego's still unbreakable. I still refuse to apologize nor forgive and neither can I forget.