I Can't Take Anymore Of My Fathers Shit.
My father. He doesn't deserve to be called "Dad" or "Daddy". He abondoned me for the first eleven years of my life. My mom was working to help support me, and yet we still never had enough money to rent a house. So we had to move in with my grandpaerents. My mom was always at work, so she was almost never there for the first nine years of my life, until she lost her job.
For my twelth birthday, my father said he was going to get me a great, wonderfull, extravagant birthday gift. This may make me sound spoiled, but everyone thought I deserved it, even I thought I did. And I was excited, it was going to be my first birthday party where my dad was actually going to be there to wish me a happy birthday.
He showed up an hour late.
My father showed up at my birthday party with a cake, that he had remembered to pick up from the dairy queen, next to the roller rink that my party was at. We didn't even need the cake, we already had one.
So his birthday came around. When I was visiting him, he said "It's my birthday, what are you getting me?". What kind of shit is that? I go eleven years without a birthday gift, without him by my side to suppport me, while he went off and got a great job, with a huge paycheck. So he expects me to get him a birthday gift? No fucking way!
When I turned thirteen, I didn't even have a birthday party, because my mom couldn't afford one, neither could anyone else in my family. I could have had a birthday party, if the check that he gave my mom hadn't bounced. He didn't even decide to call me on my birthday.
Just two days ago, he came to my door, asking how I was, and asking why I had never called him. I so badly wanted to say because I hated him.
I know this maybe bade me sound like a selfish little bitch, whinning over a birthday present. But it's not just the birthday present. It's the fact that I was supposed to enjoy a special occaision with my father, and he completely ruined my fun. It's also because I had to spend a the first decade of my life jealous, because all of my friends were "Daddy's little girl". They always had their fathers by their sides, and they always had daddy to run to when they needed help. I always had to everything on my own (which is probably why I'm more independant then them now).
In a couple of years, my grandpa is going to retire. He's not going to be able to afford the house we live in now. If my mom were to get a job, she would probably get payed minimum wage. She too lazy to get a job anyways. So what's going to happpen to my mom and I? We're going to be living in a box. I, of course, have the option of living with my father. But I love my mom, and I would choose her over my father, anyday.
For my twelth birthday, my father said he was going to get me a great, wonderfull, extravagant birthday gift. This may make me sound spoiled, but everyone thought I deserved it, even I thought I did. And I was excited, it was going to be my first birthday party where my dad was actually going to be there to wish me a happy birthday.
He showed up an hour late.
My father showed up at my birthday party with a cake, that he had remembered to pick up from the dairy queen, next to the roller rink that my party was at. We didn't even need the cake, we already had one.
So his birthday came around. When I was visiting him, he said "It's my birthday, what are you getting me?". What kind of shit is that? I go eleven years without a birthday gift, without him by my side to suppport me, while he went off and got a great job, with a huge paycheck. So he expects me to get him a birthday gift? No fucking way!
When I turned thirteen, I didn't even have a birthday party, because my mom couldn't afford one, neither could anyone else in my family. I could have had a birthday party, if the check that he gave my mom hadn't bounced. He didn't even decide to call me on my birthday.
Just two days ago, he came to my door, asking how I was, and asking why I had never called him. I so badly wanted to say because I hated him.
I know this maybe bade me sound like a selfish little bitch, whinning over a birthday present. But it's not just the birthday present. It's the fact that I was supposed to enjoy a special occaision with my father, and he completely ruined my fun. It's also because I had to spend a the first decade of my life jealous, because all of my friends were "Daddy's little girl". They always had their fathers by their sides, and they always had daddy to run to when they needed help. I always had to everything on my own (which is probably why I'm more independant then them now).
In a couple of years, my grandpa is going to retire. He's not going to be able to afford the house we live in now. If my mom were to get a job, she would probably get payed minimum wage. She too lazy to get a job anyways. So what's going to happpen to my mom and I? We're going to be living in a box. I, of course, have the option of living with my father. But I love my mom, and I would choose her over my father, anyday.
that really sucks im srry.
greendayfreak_917, May 7th, 2007 at 10:58:14am
Thanks guys. I'm glad someone understands.
I've asked my mom to get a job. In fact, I could right a whole bunch of blogs about how many fights we've had about it. But I just love her too much. She's been through alot too. She told my dad that she was pregnant, over tea. A week later he called her and told her to get an abortion. She said no, and he left. Pretty much ran away. Then he comes back, and claims that she kept me away from him. But she would never do that.
I know she should get a job, but that's a whole other problem. And I'm thirteen. I have a paper route, and that's the best I can get -_-'.
I'm quite happy that I'm independant though. The only man in my life that I trust is my grandpa, and I trust him with my life.
Steph:DonaNobisPacem, May 6th, 2007 at 09:50:16am
No you aren't being spoilt or selfish, I'd act the same. My father and mom have never been together as a couple and he used to come visit me once every six months or something. I haven't seen him for about 3 years now. You just need to remember that you don't have to be a "daddy's girl" and it's good that you are able to be independant.
Revol, May 6th, 2007 at 06:59:44am
sh*t, that sucks ;[[[
I'm so sorry - f*ck your dad.
Even though i don't know him.
=/
mrs_tre_cool_, May 6th, 2007 at 06:14:15am
I'm sorry :( But yeah, i agree that he should have been there for you when you needed him to be around, though the bright side is that you're all independant. My father hasn't lived with us since i was 5, but we still get along perfectly. But the brithday thing, with him asking you for a present , well my personal opinion states that that was like stepping into a bucket, big time. Perhaps you could persuade your mother to get a job? Or get one yourself?
PaNcAkEs, May 6th, 2007 at 05:53:58am