Before I thought it was supposed to be this magical place where everything got fixed.
I found myself in a funk, unable to engage in adult conversations and laugh when jokes were told. At first I thought I was crazy; however, then I realized my lack of response was due to being out of practice.
I received a text earlier this week. It read, “I just found that last night …..committed suicide.” Shock. Devastation. How does this happen?
A father’s rejection cuts deep in a way that can be difficult to articulate. Due to the severity of the pain, we tend to lock it away, push the hurts out of our mind or heart.