Everyone tells me happy Father's Day. I'm ambivalent, move on to another day please. My own father was someone I suppressed the memories I had. This is my first father's day since I realized that I do remember my dad and he used me as a sex toy until I was 4 years old. Personally, my dad died when a coal truck he was rocking to get out of a snow drift rolled back over him, and I kind of wish I could have driven it. I missed my dad when he was forbidden to see me at the age of 4 and when he died when I was 8 because I had lost a sex partner. His brother then promptly kidnapped me and my brother and raped us.
Now I truly wish my dad never even laid eyes on me. Father's Day is a nice idea, can't wait till its over.
God grant me
The Serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
The Courage to change the things I can,
And the Wisdom to know the difference.