It’s weird growing up knowing what evil has done to you, and what a stranger’s hatred has caused you. It’s weird growing up missing someone you’ve never met. Harry’s undying love for Lily and James reassured me that it was okay for me to miss my dad, even though I had never met him. It was okay for me to mourn the loss even though I hadn’t been aware of it when it first happened. It is okay for me to still struggle with it and with some PTSD even though it’s been 22 years and I never met him.
