Daddy Recovery

Out May 23, I discuss the Daddy Issues that inpsire my music: Business Class being a reflection of how my father´s greed for money was often his biggest tool to hurt me. 

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Like most women watching Bridgerton with clutched pearls and pink bunnies, I wondered whether such level of visual romanticism was hitting my head either like a dose of ecstasy or fentanyl. To my modern, male friends, shows like Bridgerton led to higher expectations that eventually led to the female death of “relationship” reality. Yet, to me, and any woman who rewatched TikTok videos of 80 year old men greeting their wives of 60 years at airports, the reality never had a chance to be born.

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Now that I’m a dog owner, I hate it when people say men are dogs because, frankly, dogs are incredible. They are generous, loyal, clear in their communication, and unafraid to display their love. I have yet to meet the man who does that. 

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It is always strange to catch a friend or lover talking about you because, rarely, have I caught anyone speaking behind my back, kindly. It makes sense, though. Love is promulgated. You can see when someone genuinely likes another, and you, probably, do not even need to ask. True love will speak its truth. For many years, I was the only one in love … with my partners, friends, and jobs. Yet, I was not truly in love because they never made me happy nor presumed that thought my demeanor joyous, and I make people happy, that I needed reciprocity. 

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To my father, he was just an open deadbeat, but, to me, he was a crushed dream. Any girl, with an abusive father or even ex, looks to movies and tv to find those feelings that never happened for them. We watch Bridgerton to see what it is to have an emotionally vulnerable man be strong, sweet, and careful as much as caring with your body and heart. We watch rom-coms or even YA films where the loving dad protects and dotes on the daughter they believe in. We imagine the love we do not receive without oddly believing we could. I´m tired of doing that, but it is hard to change the behavior or, at least, make it healthier and more hopeful when the root comes from darkness. 

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My father raised me to believe that my safety lied in making men feel safe with my intelligence . I was too smart for them and playing dumb protected me from either their visceral nature or their eventual, physical exit from my life. It was strange to know my father saw me like a game: one he could manipulate like my mother, in terms of turning our feelings against ourselves. For my mother, it was her ego: my father consistently telling her she was better than him, and, in turn, taking the best from her. For me, it was my heart and a hyper-awareness that I was willing to sacrifice my well-being and the right I had to demand my father to provide for it, just to get that damn hug. Yet, I always felt part of my father’s growing mania and mental rage against me was that we both knew I was lying. 

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¨You are obsessed with reciprocity,¨ he declared scarfing down his pizza with no breathe or chew. He was on a diet that he, consistently, broke through junk food binges but made up for with heavier work-outs. He was looking great and feeling so good that he started to put my body down: acting as if I could eat as much as him. Yet, if I did, I would be pooping myself everywhere. He would even pull up pictures of himself, as obese, and make fun of what looked like a sweet kid. In essence, he had become someone who would bully who he was, and my dumb self, genuinely, did not see his ¨meraki. ¨

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Usually, Happy Hours share the same cast of faces and the common guest stars. It runs on a sitcom concept, which is why, at least once, you will hear a table of happy hour friends, sincerely, discuss starting a podcast. They are not wrong; some of the wisest, funniest people you will ever know, you will oddly not meet because if they are truly that funny and wise, then they know they have to be selective. Not everybody deserves to have your presence or take up your space, and happy hour friends feel like the special selection. People as mutually disappointed with how they are not doing better and determined to figure out how and why. For Nina and I, it was our fear to take on our dreams, despite our devastations that we barely felt courageous enough to do it until we turned 28, which in woman years means Leonardo Dicaprio will put you in a hospice.  

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I still remember how much he smiled before, suddenly, he grimaced like a man that had eaten too much sugar and felt his stomach, abruptly, rumble. It was as if he became, Icarus, before my sun and just crashed like a Greek Tragedy before me. ¨Something wrong,¨ I asked. 

¨Nothing… I … ugh…. I have to text my wife,¨ he said looking at me as if I needed to confirm to him he had one. He looked lost, oddly enough, because he was being honest  for the first time and I felt like trash. 

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When you get a good guy friend, especially straight, it can feel like a miracle. The platonic love is almost richer than the romantic one because it shows you the safety of emotional connecting with your opposite, especially when you have learned how that ¨opposite¨ can be physically and mentally dangerous towards you. Benito was one of my guys friends that never fell in love with me and vice versa. If anything, we bonded over our humor and deep desire to have and be loved, despite the painful father we were cosmically born to have. 

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