My dad died August 10, 2019 and I didn’t find out until February 26, 2020. Since then I’ve been grieving on and off. One day I’ll be okay and then the next something will trigger memories or a part of him like the Army and I start crying so hard I go into a deep depression for days. I loved him so much. We didn’t have a typical relationship like a father and daughter should have. I hadn’t seen him since I was six years old. Hadn’t talked to him either. My family kept us apart for unnecessary reasons that I’m not ready to talk about. I miss him every day and wish I could hug him one more time. With the anniversary of his passing coming up I’m finding it harder and harder to deal with.


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