David Jackson4 said:My dad and I pretty much don't talk, unless it’s some extreme emergency, and even then, half the time I just end up hanging up on him before we can even get going.
I honestly just can't deal with the constant lecturing about how he’s my father and how I should be the one reaching out first, or why I haven't called him lately.
The guy hasn't done a single thing for me in my life, so I don't owe him anything, and just because he's "family" doesn't give him any right to look down on me or act all patronizing.
If anything, all I learned from him was how to actually treat women with respect and value them. I also learned to be honest, which, I guess, has cost me some close friends here and there, but I just can't bring myself to be anyone else.
Honestly, I don't see what your issue is here...
What do you mean you "can't go against yourself"????
Look, if he's your father, he didn't create you to be his property, and you aren't doing anything wrong by setting boundaries.
Sure, you're supposed to respect your parents throughout your entire life, but that applies to parents who actually act like parents in the first place.
Take my mom, for example. She’s mostly fine, but the second money gets mentioned, she turns into a completely different person. I was basically on my own from age 14, working weekend shifts at a local diner just to pay for school, clothes, and food.
It’s pointless to list everything I resent about her, but it always felt like my brother had everything handed to him on a silver platter while I had to fight tooth and nail for every little thing I owned.
And whenever we fought, she always expected me to be the one to apologize, regardless of whether I was actually in the wrong. We could go a whole month without speaking, and during those times, she wouldn't even bother to make sure I had a hot meal waiting for me...
I've said it so many times: if I ever end up acting like her toward my own kids, may Bog spare me from ever having them. My heart would just break knowing they were going through what I went through, even if I was doing it unintentionally.
But hey, I have a kid now, and I try my best to provide everything they need—and maybe a few things they don't—and yeah, I definitely overdo it sometimes. But I will never, ever let my child be forced to work just to afford basic clothes and food at 14, all because one kid gets nothing while the other gets served on a tray.
I don't think I'll ever become like her, because I know exactly how much it hurt, and my kid isn't going to deal with that.
Obviously, stuff like this leaves a mark on you, but if you ever find yourself facing a situation similar to what you have with your dad, I bet a little lightbulb will go off in your head. It'll stop you from repeating the same mistakes that caused you so much pain in the first place...