The Chik-Fil-A Milkshake Changed My Life

Growing up we were each other’s best friends. I remember you taking me to fish at the nearby park, cheering me on at every single one of my soccer games, and taking me to Chik-Fil-A to grab our favorite milkshakes every time I scored a goal in a soccer game. I remember us going on family vacation sand runs in order to prepare for my soccer tournaments, I remember you taking me to camp every year, and I remember how proud you use to always be of me. Most of all though, I remember those good tasting Chik-Fil-A milkshakes. I remember waiting for hours just to get a milkshake. However, beyond the milkshake there was a certain love and sense of accomplishment every time I drank a sip of it. Those milkshakes were not just milkshakes but representations
Those milkshakes were my childhood with you. To this day, everytime I drink a Chik-Fil-A milkshake I remember our relationship that we used to have, the endless laughs and good conversations we would have while having competitions of who could drink it the fastest. I still remember you telling me that regardless of how sweet the milkshake was, your love would always be sweeter. Those milkshakes symbolized the dad that was always proud of me and loved me through every situation and the dad that was my biggest cheerleader. But as I have grown up, you have become more and more a distant figure in my life and someone that I know I will never be good enough for. Dad, I know that every time I try to speak to you, it's never good enough. If I tell you I did something good, you ask why I didn’t do another thing better. As much as you don’t see the effects of your careless words, they have affected me in ways you will never understand. I beat myself up emotionally because I constantly wonder what I have done to make our relationship like this. I emotionally have the burden of wanting to be enough for the person that is always supposed to love and support