[ WP ] You suddenly realize your true purpose in life ... and it 's a duty you do n't want .

I never thought I'd be a *bad* Dad. 
 
 I always planned to be, and was, there for my son. 
 
 Attentive, dedicated, and helpful. Helpful with his homework, friendships, girls. All help a boy needs from his Dad. 
 
 But a Dad can never fill the void of a loving Mother on his own. 
 
 But I damned sure tried my best. 
 
 A firm hand is always needed to instil discipline in a boy. Confiscate his favourite toy, TV time-outs, a weekend with his Aunt. 
 
 But how do you punish a teenage boy for killing the pet dog? 
 I told his therapist he'd never been violent. And that was true. 
 
 Dr. Rosen nodded understandingly. But he could n't understand the cold, calculated methodology behind the slaying. 
 
 The disposal of the body, the cleaning of the knife, even creating an alibi. 
 I only `` caught'' him because of the Nanny-Cam I had installed for when he needed to be babysat. 
 
 I had to be extra attentive, indulge in a new hobby with him, spend more time teaching him love and how to be in touch with his feelings. 
 
 I gave up my career to do this. Which I was happy to do. 
 
 And it worked. 
 
 Or seemed to. 
 
 There was no more violence. 
 
 Not until the his crush he confided in me about went missing. 
 I knew in my heart he was involved. 
 But when her body was found, well enough parts of her body for a formal identification I knew what I had to do. 
 
 I'm not sure if it was the phone call or sitting passively as the police took my boy away was the hardest part. 
 But I certainly knew it had to be done, even if I did n't want to do it.
