My father whom I hate - Imad Rashad Othman

We were not asking for much; just to feel that we are okay, that we are good enough, and that we deserve love just as we are.. without needing to peel off our skins every morning and wear others to please them! And now we feel the scars of old hurts that we hide and that still affect our behavior, giving us alienation and doubt in ourselves. These are wounds that did not take their rightful healing, so we suppressed their pain early and wore a mask of strength, claiming that we are fine. Until the time of freedom came, and we took the path of recovery, and traveled on the routes of healing, and learned that at the end of the dark tunnel of pain there is a light.