Backstory: My parents divorced when I was 5 years old. My mother got custody and we moved across the country. My mother remarried. Through my childhood I would spend my summers with my dad, but as I grew older and started working at 16 I couldn't visit him anymore. After that he basically cut ties with me. I invited him to my highschool graduation and my grandparents (his parents) and his sister came but he didn't. Flash forward. It has been about 8 years since I've spoken to him. Through out this 8 years I went to college and got my band signed to a major label, our cd is coming out in April. I visited my grandparents over xmas and left them my newest cell number. About 2 weeks later I got a call from my real dad. It was the most akward thing ever. We chatted a little bit about my band and what I was doing with my life. He told me he was sorry that he was an asshole for not talking to me for this long. After that conversation I totally lost it. It was like that gotta cry joke from Dane Cook. It still feels really weird talking to him. he would like it if I could go see him but right now I'm about to go on a 4 month jaunt with my band. I feel like a vegetable whenever I think about this. I just don't know what to really talk to him about or how to go about mending things.