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At 15yo, I had faced a huge disappointment about my own father and had refused to sit at the same dinner table with him until I left for college. And so when I had discovered that I was my own father’s daughter just as capable of engaging in shame, it eventually led to a strong & loving bond between us, more so than with my mother, until his death in May of 2021.

Phew, I’m thankful my dad wasn’t “perfect.”

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