That maybe it is ok to have him help me. Although, I still don't want it to be.
But he has been very gracious, and a huge help to me. And I don't mean only monetarily. For all we have been through over the years (and we have been through some tough times with our relationship), he has put me at ease in a way that I didn't ever see him being.
I am going to be picking up my car tomorrow. I do realize that I am lucky, because every day I have had a car to use. And I have had my father's help to find a car for me and help with my financing.
It is still hard, when I stop and think about it, to be able to accept that I had to have my father's help.
But, at the same time, I am a little more ok with it, and feel slightly more like it is ok.
If any of that makes any sense.