Daddy Recovery

A pair of Red Boots reveals a surprising division between me and my mother. 

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My father´s mother loved my mom, which my father´s other wife hated. Notoriously cruel, she wanted my dad for herself, and, to be honest, she was not up against much. My grandmother had given her children a rough childhood, and the excuse that ¨because mine was too¨ does not fly. I can tell you that because it is the same excuse my father gave to me while rejecting it from her. Yet, my mother believed in forgiveness for everyone, except herself. 

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When I look back at my worst relationships and my behavior, I realize I resent my ex lovers, friends, and co-workers because I gave them the most valuable part of me: my creativity. When I am in love with someone, I offer the one thing my parents never challenged me on, even my toxic dad: my ability to create. I was always artistic, even if neither believed I could be an artist. My uniqueness was undeniable, but my father´s evil, consistently believed a woman’s best was only to serve and comfort a man’s worst. Hence, if I was the best creative, it was only to make art that allowed him to cope with his addiction. 

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I have always said, ¨I know I am fantastic, but I do not know why you think you are.¨ THAT was the essence of my imposter syndrome: jealousy. He were people that were so boldly empty and truly the epicenter of their world/ the universe, and, I, LOVE, was struggling to even be a participant in mine. My envy was not in their talent because I was, consistently, surprised by how much talent there was in the world and how much it would be ignored for someone confident enough to claim it when they did not have it. THAT was the REAL talent of my dad: to  love no one, hurt everyone, and still manage and desire to be the center of all. Lucifer would be proud of him. Yet, that ability to follow his desire, at all costs, and with no moral finding or foundation is what even made me jealous of him because it is what his abuse crushed in me: the power to believe wanting something is enough reason to get it. 

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If my father was always lying to me, then my mother always thought I was lying to myself. She was my personal fact-checker; consistently checking my feelings, perspectives, and overall narrative over my life to assure I was clear about every single reason and situation. I hated it because, in truth, she was questioning my sanity and my ability to absorb my very environment when I was child. It was an unnecessary and incredibly frustrating constant growing up because it embedded in me a neurosis and un-groundedness that the men in my life have REALLY enjoyed. They can tear me down in every way, and with enough confidence and sweet verbiage i will, somehow, end up believing Im manically crazy and apologize. Yet, my truth is that they were, and the danger of being surrounded by intelligent people that are unaware of themselves is that they can totally change how you see yourself. 

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My dad may have been the equivalent of a catfish, but now the real dating danger is bumblefish 

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The self-help world can feel more like a network to commodify daily emotional struggles, and for Yali and I, survivors, the feeling that we were paying more than actually being relieved became overwhelming. 

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From oversharing to an obsession with being convenient, my father´s mental and emotional has impacted me in many ways, including the strangest pride on how fast I pee. 

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My father HATED being poor, and used his childhood poverty as the very season he left in an economic dust. 

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Motherhood, in many ways, embodies the artist´s life. It is the highest emblem of creation, and, like most creatives, some moms can feel really disconnected to what they birth, including a baby. 

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