Happy Birthday

My father named a planet Aatucagg today. He named it after me. He flew me to the planet and showed me how it resembled my head. I was born with 2 birth defects. I have a lazy eye and a red birth mark on my face. My father showed me how the planet looked like my lazy eye and birth mark from a certain angle in space. He flew our family spaceship just above a mountain range near the equator of the planet, and sure enough, a few land marks and discolorations later revealed a planet looking just like my unfortunate face. "Happy birthday" my father said, "You now have a planet that looks like your head!" "Great dad! Thanks a lot." I replied, "This planet even has my lazy eye." I felt like crap the rest of the day. My dad flew us back home and had no clue. Can a dad really do that to his son and not realize what he has done? Life is cruel. I wear sunglasses to cover up how cruel life can be, but there is nothing I can do to cover up the birthmark. I try to ignore it, but no one else does... not even my dad. It was my birthday present. My dad thought I would like it. A planet that looked like my head and now bearing my name. How could a son not appriciate such a gift as that from a father. Maybe my dad is coping in his own way with my deformities. Perhaps he raises up and displays that which others would try and hide. Maybe it is sort of like jumping the gun before anyone else can pull the trigger? Maybe he is trying to make me stronger? I love my dad, but he should know the saying we have on our planet. "That which does not kill you will make you stronger and a little more insane". It is not your fault father. Life has no concern for us. It is mere chance. I could be dead tomorrow or just as easily remain alive. I will cope with what life has delt me, and I love you father for nameing a planet after my head.