I used to think was normal to have a dad that doesn’t ask how my day was and wish me happy birthday and want to drive me home from school and forget the names of my friends and not fix things and tell you that you’re a bitch more than saying “i love you” and tells you that the future sucks and complains to you about your mom behind her back and not pay the bills and feels more like a creator of income more than anything else.

But then I grew up.