Well, I just got home from my group therapy session, and once again, I am in tears.
This time, it came about because someone in the group mentioned being angry at someone they love, and it made me think of the day I visited my father's grave with my then-girlfriend, and then listened to "Tell me I was Dreaming" by Travis Tritt, and singing alone, completely caught between sadness and fury at my father.
So here I am, thinking of my father, and trying to keep the tears from swamping my keyboard ...
Ah, well.
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Father?
Sorry, just one more brick in the wall!
Its kinda funny, Bev
I went years without really thinking about my dad at all, but it seems like I think about him often now that I am transitioning.
Not sure why that would be ...
Introspective.
Well there's the argument of a general loosening of emotions in the shift to Estrogen. It might just be that in transitioning you're thinking about things in the past; however you may have been performing some metacognition in regards to this ponderance.
I miss mine a lot,
He never knew his daughter, I don't think he would have understood. Still, it would have been nice if he had.
One way or another I would still like to have him around. He could be a harsh person, but I always felt loved. What could I say, he was career military, a Master Sgt. of the Air Force. He was used to teenagers under his command, his son (such as I was) fit right in.