Dear “dad”…or should I say the person who gave me 50% of my dna….
Dear “the person who gave me 50% of my dna”
I lost you
I lost you to your favorite investor
I lost you to his quotes about investing…
I lost you when you started to adapt his money advice to our “daughter/dad” wrestling
Your own “dad advice” turned into quotes from his matching investing advice from one of his random chapters that you read twice.
Did you give up on your dad life and adapted his investing advice because it made sense in your mind?
But dear dad..it makes no sense in my mind.
So dad come back to me…
Dear “the person who gave me 50% of my dna”… give me my dad back.