When I was little, I thought my father had it all figured out. He said men must be loyal to their friends and dangerous to their enemies.
But when he prevented me from… from hurting someone, he had changed. He said enemies and ego are not as important as loved ones. I didn’t want to hear it. I was…lost. I called him a hypocrite in a thousand different ways, said he was going soft. Now… I think maybe he did have it all figured out.