I can attest to it that having a father, put nicely, who you can’t talk to or who you can’t identify with, is a bit hard growing up with. Not bit, actually. It’s hard. Fathers are supposed to be the people who you turn to when things go rough. When you need a strong person to adequately fill in your weakness. When you need a stern figure to talk to when things fall apart in your just-starting world. When the world lacks wisdom and inspiration. When things does not go your way. When things badly goes your way.
When things are not all right.
Fathers. They’re your man when you need one. They’re your hard yet gentle slap of reality when you require to. They’re your single, wisest old man that can break your barrier to the wicked world.
Twelve years and I still have the same dad that I couldn’t talk to. Watch the video above and start talking to him.
Advance happy father’s day to all dads. Just you know, be good dads, please.
He works in digital advertising but this blog is not about his job. Jonver overshares about his travels, boy dreams, and existentiality on his little space in the world wide web. He finds drunk tweeting amusing - all the more because he's funnier that way.
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