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Miss_Sierra
01-18-2005, 01:18 PM
My dad is a complete failure as a parent. Can't wait till he dies so I can dance on the grave.

WOW! That's a bit strong!:O

showgirlschloe
01-18-2005, 03:15 PM
My dad is the bestest friend I have in the world. Totally a daddy's girl. My mom though.......can we have a poll for her.

IACali
01-19-2005, 03:45 AM
I picked other... I love him and hate him and pity him and admire him, all at once.

My dad had a crappy-ass childhood. I refuse to justify his adult behavior, but I do recognize that he is emotional imbalanced due to those experiences.

My daddy is a genuis in so many ways. A high-school drop out. A drug addict. A convicted felon (dealing drugs). The only way we can connect without me feeling disgust towards him is when we're coked up together. Problem is, when we get coked up together, he hits on me. My father has made horrible decisions in his life. My father doesn't want to live. My father is an amazing man and a tragedy all rolled up in one aging hippie body.

I am a strong believer in life purposes... each of us is put here this lifetime to do something, learn something, become something.... to impact the world, yes, but we're also put here to accomplish something that will make us a better person in the next lifetime.

I think that what my dad is here to accomplish is simply to survive. He is here to get through this lifetime and then to die. All of the bad karma from his past lifetimes has thrown itself at him in this one. He will die fairly soon, I am sure of it... within 5 years, tops. He will either get sicker and sicker and die alone in his rent-by-the-month nasty hotel room, or he will get stabbed or shot in an alley sometime bc he gets himself into those situations.

Either way, I doubt I will know when he dies, until much later. It is very sad.

Nonetheless, I can't bring myself to contact him right now. Someday, perhaps. We haven't spoken in nearly two years, and the last time we spoke was for about three months - before that it was two years without speaking again.

I don't hate him, except when I allow myself to. I feel sad for him, that he never has, doesn't now, and probably never will, know true happiness.

I love him, he is my daddy.

cali

PLUSH
01-23-2005, 01:55 PM
I guess I'm lucky. When I was 8 years old, My mother was a drug addict and becoming a dancer. She abandonded myself and my younger sister because she couldn't afford to support us along with her new husband, Drug and alcohol habits, AND our new baby brother (Whom she also gave up, Via adoption, Along with a second son that she would give birth to in the coming year). Our father took us in, Dropped his entire social life, And even worked twice as much as he was used to - Just to support both our needs, And even our wants. We went from being physcially and emotionally abused - To loved and never deprived of anything we needed, Many times never deprived of things that he knew he couldn't always afford to do - But wanted to, So he could see us smile. I love my father more than life it's self. Yesterday was his birthday, And I'm so lucky to have him. Any boy can be a father, It takes a man to be a daddy. I have a daddy, I'm the daddy's girl from hell and EVERONE knows it. Hell, He's getting me dance shoes soon. He's fucking great. <3333

PLUSH
01-23-2005, 01:56 PM
My mom though.......can we have a poll for her.

Shit, I feel that.

Gwenakitten
01-24-2005, 07:18 AM
I chose other because I really don't know how to answer this...

My Mom and Dad divorced when I was 4. I can still remember some of the fights. Dual custody was arrainged for my brother and I, with most of the time being spent with my Mom and my stepdad, Jeff. My Dad was a very manipulative person. He used money to try to sway my brother and I away from our mom, and especially to attempt to make us hate Jeff. Now that I'm older I know that Jeff is a wonderful person, and not the cruel theiving bastard my father made him out to be, but I still have never fully attached in in my mind as "family." :-\

I can remember my father dealing drugs when I was small; remember climbing his closest shelves and reaching past the baggies to play with his scale. :( He spoiled us rotten, especially my brother, with iced cream for dinner, kids' motorcycles, a trampoline, anything we asked for. I can't recall *ever* eating a vegetable at his house or sitting around a table to eat. He cared more about our opinion of him than our health. Once, he took us to a psychiatrist in an effort to get us to say things that would get her accused of being an un-fit mother so that he could get full custody. My brother told them whatever Dad told him to say. But I know that she was a far better parent than he, and I'm glad the psychiatrist figured that out, too.

Though my mother never told me as a child, he harrassed her for years after she left him, stalking her at work and driving 45 miles out of his way to "accidentily" run into her at the grocery. She despararately wanted to leave the state to be away from him, but the visitation and custody arraingements did not allow her to.

Finally, he went to our house when only she was home and stalked her, banging on locked doors and windows, raving for her to let him inside. She did the only thing she could think of at the time and grabbed a be-be gun, and threatened him with it. (you heard me right, the kind you'd get for a kid for target practice, no real potential damage unless "You'll shoot your eye out, kid!" ;) ) He went over to the neighbors she was renting her house from and told tham she had threatened him with a gun, and got her evicted within the month. She never told me that until I was 19. She told me that she was evicted because she didnt water the trees, which is kinda sad considering how much attention she really did give those fruit trees. She said she didn't want to tell us anything that would make us dislike him 'cause he is our father. Too bad Dad didn't follow the same philosophy! The stress of being near him was too much, and she desparately needed away.

Very soon after, May 5th, my father was in an accident at his tree trimming job and fell 50 feet onto concrete, with the cut *large* branch landing on his head, crushing it. He was airlifted to the emergency room, and died to be brought back on the operating table. After he came out of his coma, and noticed me there visiting, at 13 years old, he thought I was his little sister, and could not remember being married or having kids at all. :'(

That summer we went, "on vacation" with Mom to visit her relitives in Idaho. At the end of the summer, she told my brother and I that she was staying in Idaho and not going back and that we were old enough to make our own decisions. My brother, 11, immediately chose to live with the parent who spoiled him rotten, Dad. I was heartbroken and wanted very badly for her to come home. I wanted to stay with her. But I also knew that someone had to take care of my Dad. He was still in therapy and needed someone to take care of things as he could not hardly remember anything at all. So I chose to live with my Dad.

I lived there for 2 1/2 years, 'till I was almost 16 before I moved out and in with some freinds. He was healed enough by then to take care of himself and not be constantly taken advantage of by my brother. And though I love my father very much, he is not the same man he was before. His personality and memories are all different from the man that he was. This is a terrible thing to say, but from what I've been told, it is a great improvement. :( I love him for who he is, now, but I can't help but miss my Dad the way I remember him as a kid, as bad a person as he was then.

shift_6x
01-27-2005, 01:01 PM
I love my Dad, Im definitely a daddy's girl all the way..

devilkitty
01-27-2005, 03:51 PM
I Love my dad but he always treats my brothers better. I think that it has a lot to do with me looking alot like my mother and also his Amish heritage. In case you haven't heard they treat their women like crap. My grandfather was amish but left as a teenager. Thank God.

foxy
01-28-2005, 02:49 AM
i hate my dad sooo much cuz he physically abuses me a lot & he treats me like a piece of dirt

fancygirl
02-14-2005, 01:48 AM
wow- I just had to stick up for my relationship with my dad. He doesn't know I dance, but in everything else he's been very supportive, and been a great role model in his relationship with my mom.
That sucks about the bad dads, I hope you all have other solid male role models in your life to replace the scuzzy ones.
: (

PaigeDWinter
02-21-2005, 12:46 PM
I love my real dad. I was Daddy's Girl my whole life. But he hasnt spoken to me much since about 1998. When he found out I was pansexual. His loss. I always have open arms for him, however, if he wants me back in his life.

There are so many people out there who had horrid lives due to abusive or neglectful parents. I'm lucky, in comparison.

Wildrose
02-28-2005, 11:49 PM
I have very mixed feelings about my Dad. I love him and have loved him more than anyone, more than me and life itself. Even when he didn't deserve it. I was a Dad.dy pleaser and a neglected Dad.dy's little girl. I was left yearning for his gentleness and touch of safety and comfort for the rest of my life.

I have had such a hard time growing into maturity trying to understanding our relationship but I have come to accept it because there is nothing else I can do. It is in relation to a love/hate relationship except that I don't hate him. I am only hurt by his choices in our life.

People I meet who try to get close to me can see in me that I have been hurt really badly and they think that it was by some man in a relationship. No, it was my own Dad.dy!

He was the abuser and the nurturer of my life. The stealer of our hearts and of our lives. A hopeless romantic heart-breaker for sure. My mom didn't understand how to nurture although she didn't do any kind of abuse either. She is a real "little girl" kind of mom. She is like a best friend to me. She is my best friend. :) I love her to death.

But Dad confuses me. He says he loves me but his behaviors show differently. He does show love but it's in every other :) blue moon so I take that and store it for memory. I won't be seeing it anytime soon. While a young girl I did not understand that and spent my life chasing it in other men to only end up in a disatisfying dead-end.

I think he is the one who loves and hates. He hates most of the time, though. Like 90 %.

He has so many downfalls. Abusive...Shows Favoritism...Abandonment...Punishes with words and actions...Secretive and Silent. It has been so hard for me to get a grip on it or life after Dad. I can't keep my life or relationships stable. My fear is that I have learned to love like him and if I have I sure have a lot of undoing to work on.

He abandoned his family after Mom put him thru 10 yrs. of college to get a Medical degree. Left her with six kids from the ages of 14 - 9 mo. of age. He put his second wife way above us all and still does. Refused to talk to Mom at all! Like she was way below him or something. He was a terrible terrible father in many ways and a loving father in a very small but real way. That's what creates that confusion.

To top the cake of abuse off with a creamy topping he was a child fondler that turned me into a sexually starving, struggling to fulfill that emptiness that was once catered to and cared for by him as a young young little girl.

He fondled very caringly and tenderly and gently. There was no fear in that. But now sexually I am never finished or satisfied. Like chocolate...leaving you wanting more and more and more. It's the connection in sexuality that I chase and chase and chase. That highly intense feeling of innocence with passionate lust. And I owe that to Dad.dy...

But at age 7 after the divorce, I was kicked to the curb forever to be replaced by another woman and Dad.dy's other first favorite little girl...my older sister.

A neglected Dad.dy's little girl with a broken heart that can never be completed or fulfilled like I felt once upon a time when before I was 4 yrs. old. I am mentally and emotionally ill and unstable because of it. And it's a hidden secret still today except when I try to piece the puzzle together about my own unusual feelings of a longing thurst that can never be quenched no matter how much or who is giving it because it will never be matched. It will never be the same as my innocence remembers.

Men ask me many times how young was I when I first had sex. I always answer with the first time I broke my cherry...which was 14, end of 7th grade. But my mind keeps saying to myself quietly so no one hears...about 3. When they ask who it was with I always answer my puppy love who I fell in love with. He was 8th grade. But my mind says quietly so no one hears my Dad.dy. And I feel even more sad because it's a secret I have to live alone with....no one to share. Not even with him.

Because of this sexual longing and need to fulfill I have learned the art of masterbation at the very young age of 7, keeping it up til my present state. During my empty, lonely high school and middle school years I couldn't sleep without masterbating. I love masterbating almost more than the real thing....very very equal because I have learned and mastered the art of self satisfaction.

I first touched a girl at the age of 9. She was a little younger than me. Yes, I was the sexually intruiged one who initiated it. I am guilty of that :) Am still guilty of that today :) I love that so much.....Learning sex at a very young age has made me a very erotic and kinky young lady. I can only be thankful for that, right?!?

But I can't be the only one like this, right? This had to have happened to someone else who can't seem to grow out of it too...like maybe my own siblings. Sisters and brothers.

Anyway, my childhood is none the less very eventful and complex. And this has made me who I am today. The best I can do with it is embrace it and make it work in my favor. So these night clubs serve me well :) It seems I was born for it :)

It is important not to let the faults of others break you or beat you. You have the power inside of you to be good and do right. Use your experiences, struggles and lessons to empower your walk in life. Allow the weakness of others to enlighten your own strengths.


Always....Wildrose

Wildrose
02-28-2005, 11:58 PM
Cali & Kitten.....

I feel you so much! When I read your posts I was heavin'....havin' a hard time breathin'. You gotta come out a winner because of it. You are not your Dad.dy for sure. Use it to keep you on the right track if that is at all possible.

It's a constant struggle for me. I accept I will never find that safe net and comfort zone I had before their divorce. It's my life now....my way.

My best to you both....



Always....Wildrose

anonymous1
03-01-2005, 07:07 AM
I've never met my dad. I'm curious about it, but my husband (who didn't meet his until he was 35) has me convinced that it won't make up for not having him around all these years. My husband is pretty smart in these matters, so he's prob right. I would like to know what he looks like, what his interests are, etc. I know where he lives and even have his address/phone number that a police friend of ours looked up for us. I just wouldn't want to be hurt if he wants nothing to do with me.

Naomi
03-04-2005, 05:41 AM
i love my dad. he was a manic depressive who committed suicide 3 years ago. growing up with him in the household has caused me a lot of irreversable damage and has left me with hundreds of memories i would like to forget but cannot. but i cant complain really, as without him i would not be the person i am today. growing up i was repeatedly taunted about having an alcoholic, self-harming fruitcake for a father... harsh but its taught me a lot about how much you can really hurt people, and it means i try my best as much as i can to refrain from hurting or offending people without a good cause. i love him so much, and i really regret not telling him to stop drinking and hurting himself... it wouldnt of changed it i dont think, but delayed it perhaps? i cant help but feel angry though i am left fatherless. but thats life i suppose!

Devi6669
03-04-2005, 09:37 AM
Personally, I adore my dad! He & I are exactly alike, personality-wise. Granted, he & I didn't have the greatest relationship for a long time (and while I was in high school it was just BAD a lot of the time, probably because of the fact that we're so much alike-bad tempers and all!), but these days I'm a total Daddy's girl! He isn't too crazy about my choice of career, but he knows it's not what I'm choosing to do with my life, it's just a means to an end, so I guess he takes comfort in that :D I wish I could see him more often. He's in Naples, FL and I'm in VA.

Pu$$YpOpPiNgInNYC
03-13-2005, 02:17 PM
I Never Met My Dad..my Mom Lefy Him When I Was Baby. I Wished She Didn't, Becuz It's Very Important For A Girl To Have Her Dad. I Have A Step-dad Since I Was 3, But, He's There Financially More Than Emotionally. I Love Him With All My Heart, But, I Wish He Would See I Need A Daddy There For Me To Teach Me About Boys,sex,how A Guy Supposed To Treat A Girl. It's Too Late Now!! Lollll..i Grew Up Without It, And Taught Myself Shit On My Own.

atlcheet01
09-04-2006, 10:31 PM
My biological father was, from what I hear, an asshole. I do have one memory of him taking me to the park and pushing me on the swings so I guess sometimes he tried but my only other memory of him is the time he refused to return me to my mother after I visited him for a weekend. I was only ab 3 or 4 but I had serious anxiety issues for several years after that. So all in all-asshole.

On the other side of the spectrum though is my stepdad who married my Mom when I was about 5 years old. He was a GREAT Dad. He went through very hard times at the end of his life due to contracting hepatitis C in the hospital he worked but never stopped being a wonderful, caring, selfless Dad to me. He died last summer and I miss him every single day.

sxybrat07
09-05-2006, 01:28 AM
Old thread, but I didn't notice til I already voted, so I figured I might as well add to it.

I checked other, as my biological father, I have never met. I was adopted, and it was a closed adoption, so I know almost nothing about him.

The guy that raised me, my 'real' dad, and I, well, we have a love hate relationship. I recently found out he was cheating on my mom as she was dying, and I'm having a hard time dealing with that. Mainly because he pushed her to go off her meds when we could no longer take care of her, instead of going to a nursing home. Lots of other details I won't go into, but basically it pretty much fucked me up. He tries hard, and I know he tries to be a good dad, but we've never gotten along, and I will never forgive him for cheating on my mom, then getting remarried to another woman 5 months after her death. *even though I love my stepmom dearly*

MishaBliss
09-05-2006, 04:26 AM
I guess i'm a lucky one too. I'm a Daddy's girl. I love my Dad....sure he's human and has made mistakes, even parenting mistakes (in my opinion) and we've had our conflicts...but i know he's a good man.

krchab99
09-05-2006, 07:10 AM
I put he is okay becuse my dad is a good man hard working and cares about his family but i think he lives in Martha Stewarts magiazine becuse he is great at special occonicas when everthing is all pretty and nice at family get to getheres and such but when anything gets to real like if we have a problem or something he is very distant and makes us feel as though he dose not care. My parents are divorced and my dad is remarried and i love his wife.

cinammonkisses
09-05-2006, 07:44 AM
My dad is an ass! He's never done anything for me or my sister but is the first one to praise us in front of friends/family that HIS GIRLS are the only girls in the family actually doing something w/ themselves without kids. whatever...

I haven't spoken to my dad since Feb. When I was 19 he begged me to move to Cleveland to go to school promising that he'd pay. Well he did the first year then he said, "I'm not paying for you to go to school anymore, you're grown" Yet he will just as easily give my 2 cousins (each about 26yrs old, each w/ a boyfriend + sugar daddies) $500+ each per month to take care of them and their 3-4kids. It's sickening. Makes me mad just thinking about it.

Paisley
09-05-2006, 08:13 AM
I absolutely LOVE my father. I am sorry for many of th ladies stories :(. I had a great Labor Day with him yesterday. I feel like I am closer to my dad than I am my mom (and I love her too.) I kind of feel like my mom treated my dad too much like crap during the divorce and felt that she would be a better parent simply because she is female. I am an only child and they really duked it out in custody battles for years.

My dad and I were best friends from about birth till puberty. We had a falling out of sorts when I was a teenager and I didn't speak to him (from about 15-18 ), but now that I am older we are practically best friends again, and it's in a deeper way than it was when I was a child. I look exactly like my mom and my personality is exactly like my dad's. I think this is why we didn't get along when I was a teen because I reminded him too much of my mother. Now we have took the time to get to know each other and he realizes how similar we are. My dad and I can really relate on so many levels. I really look for similar qualities that my dad has in the men that I date. (My dad LOVES my current boyfriend.)

He doesn't know about me dancing though. ::) I don't think he would disown me or treat me like crap, but he would probably freak out at first and then get over it. I just don't want to go through the drama so I don't have any plans of telling him soon.

TheSexKitten
09-05-2006, 10:18 AM
My dad's manic-depression and schizophrenia was rampant while I was a young child. He tried to commit suicide once when I was 1 1/2, but my mom stopped it. He was in and out of psychiatric hospitals and couldn't hold down a job, so my mom was working sometimes 3 jobs to make enough money for us all. Sometimes, when he would become manic, he would be cold, calculating, and scary (never violent or mean to me).

His illness began to even out when I was around 6. My whole life he's been a really sweet dad though. Forgetful at times, and not like the other dads, but would never judge me. He's always loved to hug and make me dinners and take me on walks and stuff. When I was 11-14 I was very impatient with him, and I feel bad about it now...

The only things that's he's done that have truly upset me was when he served my mom her divorce papers at work (!!!), and when he let his wife treat me like crap and kick me out of the house when I had nowhere else to go but Mexico to live with my mom.

I've gotten over it, but it makes me sad he's still with that woman (she's abusive).

He's just a big cuddlebear and very kind and open-minded.

beauty21queen
09-05-2006, 11:11 AM
I love my dad although he didn't raise me and there's so much bs I love him and have forgave him for everything I love him and always will .

Hello_Kitty27
09-05-2006, 11:39 AM
I was one of those that voted before I realized how old it was. So I,too, might as well add to it. Since it specified the sperm donor, I marked that I don't know him. I met him once earlier this year (I am 26) and I was less than impressed. Seems like a big giant dirtbag. However, I was adopted by my maternal aunt when I was a child and her then-boyfriend, now-husband, raised me. To me, he is MY father. I love him to death. If it wasn't for him and my mom (aunt) adopting me, I don't know where I'd be.

beauty21queen
09-05-2006, 12:54 PM
lol i didnt know it was old ;D

kittykat88
09-05-2006, 04:02 PM
I hate him and I've never even spoken a word to him!

He was alcoholic (but he'd never admit it). He was abusive. He cheated on my mom when she was asleep in the NEXT ROOM pregnant with his child. He always spent the money they never had on stuff for "the boys". And he could do no wrong.

Mean as it sounds, fortunately, he got his dumb ass drunk, passed out behind the wheel, and got himself killed.

But! This story has a happy ending XDD. Mom and I moved in with her parents and we're amazingly close.

mollyzmoon
09-05-2006, 06:18 PM
Ehhh...

I kinda dumped my whole family two years ago because I couldn't stand my dad's philandering and the mess it made. My mom who *knew* about it (his girlfriend would call our house) would just refuse to talk about it...denial to the point of oven mitts over the ears "I CAN'T HEAR YOU!". And she makes more MONEY than he does, works TWICE as hard...

And when my mom's mother died my dad brought HIS CHICK TO MY GRANDMA'S FUNERAL...and then (it still makes me sick to remember it) they were KISSING while my mom was off BURYING HER MOTHER.

But nope, no divorce, no official separation. They still live together half the time and now he's dating some grad student about seven or eight years older than me.

Anyway. The whole thing bothered me immensely at the time, and like I said, I just moved out, kinda ran off and refused their money/ communication because the whole thing was driving me insane...and it just made me so miserable and intensely angry to watch him humiliate my mom like that...but also her allow herself to be so...Yeah. That's why I wanted to stand on my own two feet and have nothing to do with them...

But we're still talking and these days I'm closer to my mom than ever. We visit usually once a week. I see my dad the odd weekend. I just let go of it, decided it was their life, as much as it confused me. All the lies still bother me, but now I'm always avoiding the truth about my job, so now we've all got 'secrets' that everyone kinda knows about anyway. I still love my parents, and I just now understand that people can be flawed but still the only family you've got.

lbt
09-05-2006, 06:27 PM
My dad is a phenomenal man. He gave up what could have been a career in music to raise my brother and I while my mom worked. Now that us kids are out of the house he goes out and plays gigs and hangs out with my mom. Hes a pretty cool guy. My friends back home see him all the time and call me and tell me how great he is. Its pretty cool when your friends love your parents as much as you do. I am very lucky.

rozz
09-05-2006, 08:34 PM
This is a complicated issue for me, as I'm sure it is for many of you. My dad is an alcoholic. I'm pretty sure he was all my life, but until retirement, he was a functioning alcoholic. At this point, I can't expect him to be sober past 3 p.m. He insists on wasting his money on expensive toys (boat, motorcycle) and neglecting the everyday, leaving my mom to make sure everything is running. He has a heart condition and high blood pressure (for which he receives medication, which he sometimes takes), which all lead me to believe that he will not be around in 5 years, at the outside.

He refuses to admit that he is an alcoholic and I've tried to talk to him a few times before. He can't seem to realize that he is shortening his life and cheating me and my family of more time with him. I doubt he'll live to see my wedding or future grandkids.

I'm bitter. I'm bitter and angry and powerless in this situation. The fuck of it is, I love him and truly believe that he's a great man, just a great man with an awful addiction. He was a great father when I was growing up, but I suppose as we age, we are able to perceive our parents' faults better. I just can't even wrap my head around how much I'm going to miss him when he dies and how much I miss the man he used to be.

TROU8LE~
09-05-2006, 09:00 PM
Okay this REALLY hurt. -- Last year, I decided to quit dancing cold turkey, go back to colege and get into Real Estate. Well.. When I decided to quit dancing, my father was PISSED off at me!! He told me I should stay at the club because of all the money I was pulling in! Even though I got my Real Estate degree and Im selling houses, ect making money, HE is STILL upset that Im not at the club! WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU CALL THAT! --Fuct up, huh??
As a daughter, That hurt me SO bad! This was just a few monthes ago. So we stopped talking. I sent him my business cards in his Happy Fathers Day card, I hear, he tore them up! Frigging weird! Hes a major pill popper.. soo who the fuck knowws. But hes out of my life. Thank God My Step Father is awsome.

madmaxine
09-05-2006, 09:07 PM
I feel terrible there are so many stories about bad dads.

I was very lucky in life. My dad is my hero & I love him.

BrainyDancerGirl
09-05-2006, 09:22 PM
My dad is far from perfect, and for a number of years we had a rocky relationship. However, as the years pass, I realize that he is really a special and wonderful man, flaws and all.

I was adopted, which is phenomenal in and of itself. I think it takes special people to go through that kind of process (especially when they already have two of their own!!!).

We had a lot of nasty arguments when I was a teenager, but things got better once I went to college. However, we really became close after his own father passed away. I don't know why or how, but during that time, I came to realize that I was more like him than I wanted to admit. And honestly, it's not such a bad thing!

I was always provided for, whether it was food, piano lessons, or whatever. He was there.

My dad's one of the few really great men in my life.

Too bad about all the other dirt bags who came along before I began to see that...

Guenevere
09-06-2006, 01:20 AM
I love my dad! I have the most incredible relationship with both my parents and I feel truly blessed. I was able to tell my parents when I began dancing, they did not approve of it but they were accepting. My dad is my paragon!

kelly514
09-06-2006, 07:20 AM
I wish my "dad" and I had a better relationship. He's my step dad, he married my mom only a few months of knowing her. I found out that he was my steps dad when I was 16. My whole life, I always wondered why he treated me differently then the younger two. I understand now, I wasn't his biological daughter. Even tho he treated me like shit when I was younger and then disowned me from the family because I am a dancer, he's still family. Now that he is sick and dying of emphysema he still won't have anything to do with the "whore of the family." He won't allow my mom, sis or bro contact me.
It really sucks cuz growing up I was close to everyone but him. I kinda miss having my mom around. I know this is really mean, but for all the pain he has caused me (both physical and emotional) I hope the SOB rots in hell.