My dad has always been strict. We never had a relationship.

I moved out when I was 18 with my brother to my moms house.

I got pregnant at 20, he saw my son who is now 4, once. Didn’t bother holding him.

My brother died from an overdose in 2017. His words at the funeral, “ I cant get a refund for my Florida trip because of this.”

He was supposed to go to Florida that day.

Never shed a tear but instead laughed with coworkers.

He always said my brothers addicts was a “shot to his reputation”

After that I distanced myself.

Told him how I felt, how it hurt that he was absent in my life and I wanted a relationship.

He told me that I am brainwashed by my mother.

That was a year ago. Hasn’t spoken to me once since.