How could dad possibly have screwed me up? Just because he used to point guns at me while telling me I was human scum? Just because I saw him hold a knife to my mother's throat when I was 7, for like an hour, while he told her to confess that she was a ***** who had sex with 20 or more men every day while he was at work? Just because at the end of that particular ordeal, he cut my mom's throst to draw some blood as a "warning". just because she wouldn't leave because he would have hunted her down like dog and it would have been headline news, murder-suicide? Just because he told people in his "circle" that I had sex with my mom in front of him to hurt him? Just because he was a transvestite who believed he got a period every month, but couldn't take the time to throw a damned softball to me in the back yard? Just because he isolated us, abused us, prevented me from having anything vaguely resembling a normal childhood?
Nah, not dear old Dad. He was one Hell of a man. Father of the year material.
Not that I'm bitter about it or anything.
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