I had always felt very comfortable talking to my Dad about any problem that ever befell me, but I didn't have the same easiness when it came to talking to my Mom. While Mom tended to make me feel embarrassed and ashamed, Dad had always tried to console me, often explaining things so I could better understand my problems.
Because of this, I began, at an early age, to wait until Dad and I were home alone, before asking his advice about a problem I was facing, or getting him to explain a concept that I didn't fully understand.
I had alreadly turned 14, when I felt the need to tell my Dad about a recent event that had left me with many questions, and many self-doubts. Luckily, Mom was going out of town for a conference, and Dad and I would be home alone for the entire weekend. When I arrive home from school that Friday, I found a note on the fridge stating that Dad had driven Mom to the airport and would be home around five. With ...
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