A Letter Every Week

My dad and I have always had a fairly emotionless relationship. Before I got sober, I couldn’t really express anything other than silent anger toward him for not being the dad that I wanted him to be. In return, he was void of emotion because of his own relationship with alcohol. When I got sober, he of course wound up on my Eighth Step list, but it wasn’t until I was nearly six years sober that I actually did something about the amends.