Y'know, after hearing about my father's cancer diagnosis, I deep some deep soul-searching, prayed to God to help me find it within me to forgive my father for all the ills he subjected upon me growing up. And to my surprise, I managed to find it. After years of harbouring anger and hatred and resentment, I forgave him. But now it's all coming back, and not just towards him, but towards my mother, too. I could forgive them both for keeping me from celebrating birthdays and teaching me to be ashamed of my own sexuality, but this — I don't know if I can forgive them this.