I only have one father and he is dead now...
I called him tito. My mother was insistent that I call him papa but to no avail for her, I stood my ground and called him tito. That was final.
Arnel learned to call him papa and I was always cynical about it.
It was only when he raped me did I ever realize how grateful I was for not calling him papa or daddy. Just imagine, I would have said "wag nyo pong gagawin ito papa.... parang awa nyo na...", instead of "wag po tito.........". Shit! what a day that was....
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