It gets me a bit sad that so soon after my first diary entry i already have so much to write about. Friends and family insist i invent those things, but i let you to decide if this is just my imagination.
I came to a realization that my father blocks me. Now i need to be totally honest about it, since this thought bring us several pre conceived ideas of what blocking other people is. To start this exploration, i will start with a little outside history everybody know... and then go deep inside of it.