I feel like I’m a good dad. I’m on my own. His mom took off without warning and ruined her relationship with him. I have been his only safety for a decade. She’s around, but doesn’t give a shit about anything that matters to him.

Everything else, I try to be a decent person. I don’t take what isn’t mine and try to be whatever my mouth says. I don’t really think there is much more to being “good”.