I got used to my Dad so much that I could hardly sleep except I have my hand-stretched to feel his warmth. I do this because it guarantees me of his presence that makes me fearless, even when fear seems to be driving my life crazy. Then, I used to feel even as I think, asking myself “What can I do without my dad’s presence. My Dad was like my God. I grew up with fear that I can never be safe without my dad’s presence. Moreover, this got me traumatized when I am without him.
Because of fear, I started suffering frequently recurrent convulsions, which started from the cradle. It was so terrible that I keep experiencing attacks at night. This usually happens when I stretch my hands and realize my dad is not there to feel. The feeling of my dad’s absence creates a shock that affects me more
