Today’s My Dad’s Birthday
The cover image is from this new app I’ve been using called dream.ai. It’s super cool. You type in a prompt, select a style, then voila. An AI painting emerges mere seconds later. My husband likes to call me “bunny goose”, so this is the result of typing that in.
I haven’t seen my dad since 2019. When I tried to send a concerning email in 2020 about his health, his lovely wife responded with, “Alan* wants nothing to do with you.”
Truthfully that bitch has been jealous of how close my dad and I were since I was 15. She may have “won” but all she got is some sick enabling from my dad for bad behavior.
I’ll always think positively about him no matter how bad things became between us. He wrote a biography about his life and didn’t actually mention in it he has a daughter.
He mentioned the failed marriage to my mom though, and dedicated a whole ass chapter to his current shrew. Whatever. We all must lie in the bed we make for ourselves.
My dad is probably a narcissist. He’s also got an avoidance issue. And he never once said “I love you” to me growing up. But that’s alright. I think he showed his appreciation in subtle ways.
