So today I found out my father passed away a few days ago from a heart attack. It was most likely a overdose (in my opinion) but nobody is sure why it happened. I’m not sure how I feel about it. I don’t want to be upset but maybe I am. I can’t tell.
Usually the reason people are upset when loved ones die is because they can never see them or hear their voice again.
My father was never around. I met him once when I was 11, and it was a horrible experience.
He’s the reason I have horrible relationships with men and practically no self esteem.
I don’t know how to feel, I’m so mixed. I didn’t even know him, and when I did he was not a good person.