My dad just spoke to me, properly, for the first time about feelings, and emotions, and all that stuff...

Oh my god...All these years I thought he didn't care...And he's just sat me down and spoken to me about how I'm feeling, what to do if I'm having a rough few days, how to look on the bright side of things...That he understands my brother and I are teenagers and bound to get upset and lash out at people...God we've never had a conversation like that before...It was kinda nice, but at the same time I want to cry...I'm 16, why haven't we spoken like this earlier? Either way, I'm happier now...I'm nearly crying, but it's tears of happiness I think. :')