these posts keep getting more and more infrequent. i find myself more and more like my father every day. i just hold my feelings inside. going quiet more often than not. i can point fingers, i can justify your actions, rationalize your feelings and minimize mine. i am just going to let it lie. what i want is not what is important. the love i have for you does not matter. nothing does. not anymore. at some point you just lose sight of what is important. i hope you are happy.
Friday, September 11, 2026
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