There was a joke that my eyes were blue as a baby. I don't find it cool on me, neither.. I imagined my dad's blue eyes with someone else's. Not great. So, don't push me around and keep poking me down the hole. Why would I be told to be like my dad in ways I don't want? I am a good person, already. I am not my family. And I am 28 and vulnerable.
What I imagined was twisted. It came to me, I didn't come to it.