I looked at my delusion of my father, Harry Mason, as my psychiatrist, Dr. Kaufmann told me to let go of it.
"You've been with me for so long," I said.
"I always will be."
I shook my head in denial. As I took one last look at my delusion, he turned into ice. Dr. K is right; it's time for me to let go of all this. I put my head in sadness.
"Are you finish talking to your fantasy father?" asked the doctor.
"Yes, I am," I replied back. "You're right. I need to let this go; my father is dead, and I need to live on with my life."
Dr. K stands up from his chair and comes closer to me.
"Looks like my therapy worked then. You're cured. Now, get out of my office. I got some other patients to cure of."
As I left his office, I saw someone waiting for me outside. It's my mother, Dahlia. Once, I resented her, seeing her as a monster. Anyway, when I came out of the office, I am a new person. Dr K told me that she's not the monster I make her out to be. As I came close to her, we embrace and walk home together.
When we went home, I looked at my box filled with mementos. After a while, I left it on the table. I walked to Mommy when she's getting ready to sleep.
"Yes, what is it, Cheryl?"
Suddenly, my eyes are filled with tears. I'm starting to cry for her to the point I wanted to hug her to let out all the pain I felt when it comes to resenting her for 18 years ago.
"I'm sorry," I said.
"For what?" she said confusingly. Does she know I resented her? Yes, she does.
"For everything."
She then wraps her arms around me from behind. "It's okay, Cheryl. I know how you feel. Remember what Daddy said about even if we don't love each other anymore, we both love you. I still love you even with all resentment you carried for so long. I forgive you for that."
After a while, we let go of the embrace.
Mommy said, "Why don't we sleep together on this bed for the night?"
"Okay," I replied. As I finished taking a bath and dressed in my pajamas, this is one moment we will remember for the rest of our lives.