The moment I started hating my dad

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After seeing a comment online that it makes no sense for a child to cook for a parent who’s been home all day, I shared my own experience. My dad was unemployed that year while my sister and I worked as teenagers. Every evening we’d come home tired and hungry and he’d ask, “What are we going to eat?” Then he’d demand, “Warm the soup. Make eba for everyone.” That rude awakening was when I really started hating my dad and questioning our family roles.

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