May 6
what has led to your relationship with your father to be so... ahem... strained
Thank you for asking.
My father died tragically when I was three, leaving my Dad to raise me as a single parent. I always looked up to the man in the photographs. I grew to look like him. It was one of the most beautiful parts of transitioning; not only did I become a man, I became the image of the man I had long mourned.
You can imagine how my shock turned to anger when I met the man himself twenty-four years later, decidedly not dead.