I told him back in April when I was in the car. This was his response:
Dad: *stops car* I don't want to talk with you or have anything to do with you as long as you are doing that. You disgust me. Get out of the car.
And we didn't talk for a few weeks and it took my grandmother almost dying and me wanting to know how she was doing for him to talk to me.
Today, he actually casually brought up income tax and told me I should save the receipts for anything I buy that is stripping-related. Of course I already knew that, but I thought it was nice that it could be mentioned without shame.
It made me happy![]()



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The weight off the shoulders feels great, doesn't it?
Kamryn

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