Please give me your thoughts.

[no_hypocrisy]

My father died in April.

I don't miss him. He was almost 91 and got meaner to me as he aged. The last "meaningful" communication from Dad to me was a voicemail where he shouted at me to move my car from his driveway. (I know, reminds me of "Hey kids! Get off my lawn!&quot And we had a contentious past together.

While I can try to write his attitude off as part of some kind of age-related dementia that was subtle and incremental, I find myself more angry than prone to grieve. I didn't cry at his memorial service and have no sentiment with clearing out his possessions from his home.

Don't get me wrong. I'm NOT glad he died (and no, I'm not in denial).

It's just weird not to grieve when society on the whole expects you to do that.