Today, for the first time in 25 years, I realised that he loves me...
I always thought he was there just to give orders, shout, and make me obey him against my will... But today, he was more than just my dad... He was the best dad I could ever wish to have...

I was depressed... Actually Ive been depressed for quite a long while now... And he was quite understanding, loving and caring...
He was taking me in his arms, not asking me what is wrong with me, or wanting to help me out... He was just there, hugging me somehow... telling me that its ok to get depressed and need to be alone... And he wanted me so much to be with him... To spend time with him... He told me that he misses me, and that he enjoys my company... He also told me that I'm his best kid...

I was over the moon... I felt loved... Finally loved...