I've learned a lot about genuinely not caring what strangers think about me. It's very liberating.
My life is good because I am not passive about it. I invest in what is real. Like real people, to do real things, for the real me.
My relationship with my father was the most central relationship of my life from the time I was zero to 30.
I feel my dad, I still feel his love, and I still love him. I would do anything to have him back, but half the reason that my life is good, has real, true value, is that he died. I would obviously rather have him alive, but he gave me so much in his death.