It’s my dads birthday today and I have to work so I’m kind of bummed I can’t be there when he gets home. My dads the greatest male figure I could ever have picked to look up to my entire childhood. For as long as I can remember I have always wanted to be exactly like him, literally. I would pick out work shirts and construction boots when my mom would take me back to school shopping. It’s kind of weird my dad and I have always had a weird relationship where not much is said but it’s assumed that we both either know or understand. I’m a lot like him in the fact that he’s not very expressive and we both try to deflect serious situations by making jokes or being funny. Anyways its recently dawned on me that I never came out to my dad, like we never had the super awks convo where I basically told him that I liked girls. I had it with my mom and I guess I just always assumed she told him and he just never brought it up. Anyways I love my dad so so much, he has sacrificed so fucking much for my sisters and I and I can never thank him enough for being a good father and giving me his sense of humor. I love you dad.