NicksWifey
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I hope this is the right place to post this, as I need some serious advice. If not, I apologize and kindly redirect this post where it should be
Anyway, where to begin??!
I've always had somewhat of a strained relationship with my dad but I've noticed the older I got, the worse it has gotten. FYI, I'm 21 going on 22 in the fall. I have one brother who is 30. Although my brother and I both live on our own and he has his own family and I'll have mine soon enough, I feel like my father has impacted both of our lives so negatively. To make a really really long story short, my dad has never really had a lot of time to be "fatherly" and "dad like" with us, know what I mean? My mom was always our rock, like our best friend who would always stick by our side and always listen to our side of the story without getting upset. To this day, my mom is seriously my best friend and I always run to her in times of need. It really tore me up on the inside after first moving out of my parents house and being away from her. Where my mom was always the friendly parent, my dad always ruled with the iron fist. While he taught my brother and I not take any shit off of anyone, he also made us feel like shit. My dad was never proud of us (good report cards, graduations, etc.) and if he was, he had a very strange way of showing it. My dad doesn't know his real dad to this day at the age of 52 and he was raised by a drunk of a step-father, so he hasn't had much of a fatherly example to go on. My dad always believed in being the provider before being the father. My brother & I have never wanted for anything and most people may think we were spoiled, but we were always given whatever we wanted (within reason of course) but that's not what's important here. My dad never laid a hand on us (besides spankings that all bad kids get) but has been more emotionally & verbally abusive to us over the years. Instead of calmly approaching us when we did something wrong, he'd scream at us and fume at us. Most of my childhood, I was afraid of my dad and afraid of bothering him and making him mad. To this day, I still am afraid of him and afraid of pissing him off. I always wonder when I make a mistake how it's going to affect my dad, even though I no longer live under his roof. I can recall a time when I was about 10 when my dad had asked me to hold some large pieces of wood that he needed to saw up. I guess I wasn't holding them well enough so he flew off the handle and I clearly remember him saying "You're fucking worthless! You can't do anything right!" Those words have stuck with me to this day. And it wasn't just that one example, there have been other countless times when both my brother and I were always made to feel like "damn dumbasses" as my dad would say.
I thought when I moved out, things would get better, but they haven't. Whenever I go to visit my parents (about 1x a week) I often feel uncomfortable. My dad STILL picks at me over stupid things that are none of his concern. Today, he really upset because I called to talk to my mom when I was on my way to my 2nd job this afternoon. He said she wasn't there so I decided to call back a few hours later. He answered the phone and apon realizing it was me "What do you want? You just fucking called here! You just saw your mom last night!" then jerks the phone over to my mom. He gets mad because I want to talk to my mom once a day, just to see what's going on?!?!? WTF!!!
Goddamn, that really ENRAGES me that my own father would get mad over me calling mom to talk to her. My brother calls to talk to her too, so I guess it bothers him nobody wants to talk to him. But he's so judgmental & negative that I just don't feel like calling to talk to him. This hasn't been the first time since I moved out that he chewed me out for calling my mom once a day. He doesn't understand it, I guess? Fucked up reasoning on his part.
Hearing that, made me hang up on my mom and start balling like a bitch at my desk in front of my two co-workers. I hate showing others my drama, but I was so shocked and hurt that my dad would speak to me like that. He gets mad when I do call and has gotten mad if I don't call to check in. So I'm damned if I do, damned if I don't? Hhhmph. I tried talking to my dad about all this before moving out, telling him that I love him but he really lacks the fatherly side but he didn't want to hear it. Instead, he made me cry and feel like a retard. Naturally. I'm really to the point where I'm going to stop coming around, just like my brother has done. I'm afraid my dad is going to die a miserable man. I don't know what to do anymore. Everytime I bring up my mom, i will slip and say dad is being a real dick or an asshole and she doesn't want to hear it and is always like "Stop Brittney, this is your father you're talking about." I'm sorry, but why should I have to tolerate his piss poor attitude? Why can't a grown ass man just chill the hell out and make his children who are now adults feel loved and worth a damn?
Sorry for the long freaking post, I just seriously needed to vent and clear the air.
Anyway, where to begin??!
I've always had somewhat of a strained relationship with my dad but I've noticed the older I got, the worse it has gotten. FYI, I'm 21 going on 22 in the fall. I have one brother who is 30. Although my brother and I both live on our own and he has his own family and I'll have mine soon enough, I feel like my father has impacted both of our lives so negatively. To make a really really long story short, my dad has never really had a lot of time to be "fatherly" and "dad like" with us, know what I mean? My mom was always our rock, like our best friend who would always stick by our side and always listen to our side of the story without getting upset. To this day, my mom is seriously my best friend and I always run to her in times of need. It really tore me up on the inside after first moving out of my parents house and being away from her. Where my mom was always the friendly parent, my dad always ruled with the iron fist. While he taught my brother and I not take any shit off of anyone, he also made us feel like shit. My dad was never proud of us (good report cards, graduations, etc.) and if he was, he had a very strange way of showing it. My dad doesn't know his real dad to this day at the age of 52 and he was raised by a drunk of a step-father, so he hasn't had much of a fatherly example to go on. My dad always believed in being the provider before being the father. My brother & I have never wanted for anything and most people may think we were spoiled, but we were always given whatever we wanted (within reason of course) but that's not what's important here. My dad never laid a hand on us (besides spankings that all bad kids get) but has been more emotionally & verbally abusive to us over the years. Instead of calmly approaching us when we did something wrong, he'd scream at us and fume at us. Most of my childhood, I was afraid of my dad and afraid of bothering him and making him mad. To this day, I still am afraid of him and afraid of pissing him off. I always wonder when I make a mistake how it's going to affect my dad, even though I no longer live under his roof. I can recall a time when I was about 10 when my dad had asked me to hold some large pieces of wood that he needed to saw up. I guess I wasn't holding them well enough so he flew off the handle and I clearly remember him saying "You're fucking worthless! You can't do anything right!" Those words have stuck with me to this day. And it wasn't just that one example, there have been other countless times when both my brother and I were always made to feel like "damn dumbasses" as my dad would say.
I thought when I moved out, things would get better, but they haven't. Whenever I go to visit my parents (about 1x a week) I often feel uncomfortable. My dad STILL picks at me over stupid things that are none of his concern. Today, he really upset because I called to talk to my mom when I was on my way to my 2nd job this afternoon. He said she wasn't there so I decided to call back a few hours later. He answered the phone and apon realizing it was me "What do you want? You just fucking called here! You just saw your mom last night!" then jerks the phone over to my mom. He gets mad because I want to talk to my mom once a day, just to see what's going on?!?!? WTF!!!
Hearing that, made me hang up on my mom and start balling like a bitch at my desk in front of my two co-workers. I hate showing others my drama, but I was so shocked and hurt that my dad would speak to me like that. He gets mad when I do call and has gotten mad if I don't call to check in. So I'm damned if I do, damned if I don't? Hhhmph. I tried talking to my dad about all this before moving out, telling him that I love him but he really lacks the fatherly side but he didn't want to hear it. Instead, he made me cry and feel like a retard. Naturally. I'm really to the point where I'm going to stop coming around, just like my brother has done. I'm afraid my dad is going to die a miserable man. I don't know what to do anymore. Everytime I bring up my mom, i will slip and say dad is being a real dick or an asshole and she doesn't want to hear it and is always like "Stop Brittney, this is your father you're talking about." I'm sorry, but why should I have to tolerate his piss poor attitude? Why can't a grown ass man just chill the hell out and make his children who are now adults feel loved and worth a damn?
Sorry for the long freaking post, I just seriously needed to vent and clear the air.