Father's Day 2025

I used to totally ignore this holiday. It’s no secret to anyone that has been reading my blog that my relationship with my dad was complicated. To give you the short version: he was there, he wasn’t there, it was everybody else’s fault, too many outside people had opinions, I am stubborn, no resolve, he died. 

Now let’s fast forward to 2025. I honor my dad for who he was on his birthday and on Father’s Day. Through therapy and conversations with family, I understand a little bit more of what my dad was going through. This doesn’t absolve him of any wrongdoings. He was still the parent in the situation and made decisions. 

My own therapy journey helped me forgive him. Not just talking through things with my therapist, but so many other parts of that. The access to therapy, the positive stigmas around therapy, and the acknowledgement that we’re all a little messed up is something that wasn’t true for him. I was born in 1992. Black people were not going to therapy in 1992. We were barely going in 2002. 

My dad needed support. He was a hurt child who happened to have a child, then another child, and then a few more, but this isn’t about that lol

I have made peace with the past, because it’s not like we get a redo. 

My dad is no longer here in the flesh, but I like to think that I can feel him with me sometimes. He knows that I have forgiven him and have moved on from the hurt. We are good! 

Happy Father’s Day to the Dads! 

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