my dad .... Wow. I don't know what to say. I'm sure I've idealized my childhood memories of him, since he was actually quite absent because of his mental illness and the demands of his job.
But somehow it came through that he was a lovely gentle person who was doing his best for his family despite many obstacles. Perhaps that was what my mom thought of him and I simply believed it.
I'm sure I've retrofitted my data, but I feel very close to him now. He found some meds that worked when I was in my twenties, and literally Everything Changed. But clearly, as I look back, his ilness was one of the Central Things about my childhood.
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But somehow it came through that he was a lovely gentle person who was doing his best for his family despite many obstacles. Perhaps that was what my mom thought of him and I simply believed it.
I'm sure I've retrofitted my data, but I feel very close to him now. He found some meds that worked when I was in my twenties, and literally Everything Changed. But clearly, as I look back, his ilness was one of the Central Things about my childhood.
Fascinating question. Thanks for the thinky.