My dad is really fierce. His mood deteriorates even more ever since the coronavirus lockdown. I live in fear at home everyday. He is so grumpy and shouts here and there. He is my dad and i should love him and it is my responsibility to take care of him. He never dared to admit me as a daughter when i was young. I used to only see him few times a year. Sometimes, the evil part of me wish that he is back out at the other home of his. But that family didn’t want him any longer. But actually, i am grateful that he is healthy and he is at home. I just hope that he can be happy. No one can make him happy except himself.
