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My Dad My Frenemy

Hanging out with my dad can be a lot of fun. Most of the time we joke around a lot. We have a language that no one else really understands. My mom doesn’t really understand us. One thing I realized about my dad and I are that we are the same person. We think similarly and both need to have our way. This can be problematic because me and my dad have different anxieties.

Our personalities clash all the time for this one reason. My dad’s OCD natures of keeping everything messes with my OCD of wanting everything to be organized and clean. I sometimes get so irritated with him. I want him to understand why junk is bad, but he probably wants me to understand him. I think in the future we will better understand each other, but until then we will just butt heads.

I am a personal blogger! I love to write and I love cookies and cake. And cheesecake. I love talking about my experiences in life. I like to write fiction and invent different worlds in my head. I enjoy watching movies, but I'm not a horror fan. I like watching Disney movies and hope to one day create a Disney Princess.

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