Voices in my head make it sound like Pastor Bruce Wall has it out, a vendetta against my father and wants me to suffer because of something my father did to him in the past.
My father has got the same thing I got going on, or at least that’s what my mom implied when I first started suffering from this.
This has very little of not nothing to do with you but I don’t want to put this on my main blog.
Anyway my father survived. He was stranded out in the cold for a while and lost a bit of his fingers due to frostbite, and to this day no one has told me the full story of his psychotic episode. Just that someone, a child, his “son” died. Voice imply that I’m a clone. I don’t necessarily believe them but even if I were a clone, so fucking what?
I haven’t asked or tried to pry deeper into what happened with my father, he won’t tell me, my mom won’t tell me, my grandmother won’t tell me, and those are the main people that know.
All I know is I try to cherish what little time I have with my dad as I can. He’s a private person, but we share many similar interests, if anything, he’s the person that got me into my hobbies, science, fantasy, etc.
I’m tearing up.
I thought about what would happen if my dad died suddenly. It’d be hard, for me anyway, and I think if my mom died it’d be harder for my brother.
To bring it back to the zodiac, my dad is a Sagittarius (Fire) and my mom is a Taurus (Earth) which is compatible with my brothers Cancer (water) where I’m compatible with my dad as a Libra (Air).
Just funny how all that shit plays out at the end of the day but everyone will tell you it means nothing.
You don’t have to believe in it but you can see it sometimes, and other times you can feel it.
Anyway I love my dad, for everything we do and don’t share.