Is It My Job To Make Sure My Kids Remember Their Dad?

Because I’d Rather Forget About Him

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He never laid a hand on my physically but he hurt me in ways that I might never recover from. He treated me like an afterthought and left me wondering if I was even worthy of love.

It was the addiction, of course. He wasn’t a bad guy when sober. There was obviously something about him that I loved. Otherwise I…