fathers

Like most parenting moves, the high of being the cool, with-it, socially-connected dad lasted about all of no seconds. Or the time it took my daughter to say, "Oh God, why did you join Tumblr? Didn't you know it's just for 12-year-old girls to complain about their thigh gap?" In my head, I heard all the records everywhere scratch at once.
"He gave me the sense that I had value, that my ideas mattered."