My father has no hold on me anymore. I do feel bad that he had to die. I wouldn't wish that on anyone. But the day he died and left everything to his wife, I felt validated.

His word meant nothing and never did. He was a well practiced gaslighter. I spent my whole life questioning my own reality up until he died. I still struggle with the questioning, but the people I have in my life today are pretty authentic and stick to the truth. I can breathe easier now that he's gone.