My dad and I were never close. He felt that we were girls so we were my “mom’s problem” (his words, not mine). He had little to do with our upbringing and never spent much time with us. I always felt that he abandoned us. 

Dad and I never had any “father daughter talks” nor did we ever spend much time together. I was rejected by the first male relationship I had.

It was our custom that the entire family always gathered together on Christmas Eve. On Christmas Eve 1982 we all gath...


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