Why My Late Father Warned Me In A Dream About What I Was Wearing

sentences with “If you were more…” and ended them with whatever quality I supposedly lacked. More social. More easygoing. More fun. More understanding. More grateful.

And now, inviting his ex-girlfriend to our housewarming party and framing my completely reasonable discomfort as a character flaw I needed to overcome.

I’d been so focused on being the continue reading …