Father's Day is bitter and sweet to me. 'Cause once upon a time, my dad was my hero. Then he got all filled with Holy Ghost propaganda and now I am no longer sure who this stranger wearing my dad's face is.
It's sweet to me because I'll always have the memories of when there was still hope. Even in my most fully brainwashed state, my dad was my hero.
Now that I've become Agnostic, coming forth with this information is not so easy, since my dad was swallowed up by this catchphrase-spewing robot-man wearing my father's face.
Father's Day makes me simultaneously sad and angry. Sad because I miss those happy memories, and angry because Dad 2.0 makes it stupid fucking hard to make any sort of headway in bridging the gap we've made for ourselves.
I take responsibility for my part. But...fuck.
Happy Father's Day. Tell your dad that you love him.
~Jordi~
BGM: "Bittersweet Symphony" by The Verve
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