Originally posted by Roland
I don't mean to bring this great thread down but my relationship with my dad is how would you say. . . not that great. 😐
Don't feel excluded or like you're bringing anyone down. If your best story is, for example, the one night Dad wasn't drunk or whatever, then that's fine.
Originally posted by clap
Don't feel excluded or like you're bringing anyone down. If your best story is, for example, the one night Dad wasn't drunk or whatever, then that's fine.
It's not that my dad is/was a drunk or isn't here it's more of a lack of caring.
For instance in high school, I'm only 18 so last year was my Senior year, I tore my ACL at football practice before the season ever started and he didn't talk to me my whole senior year b/c all he cared about was me playing football and b/c I was injured he was under the impression that it was my fault it happened. 😐 And he tends to be at all the things and organizations he is apart of but when it comes to things involving me or the family he can't be bothered.
Gotcha. Being ignored can be a form of abuse.
When I was in high school, I knew this dude we'll call E. He had an older brother who was good at sports and his parents doted on him. They acted like they hated E. For example, Christmas would come and the older bro would get a 19" color TV and they'd give Ellery a 13" used black and white.
They definitely made it obvious.
Kings, don't let it get to you. There's your let down, the fact that you rise to the bait every single time 😬
My favourite memory of my dad is probably him and I settling down to read a book together when I was quite young, about 5 or something. He never used to read, wasn't really a big academic, but I've always been a geek 😮
Anyway, gotta give him his dues, he taught me how to read aloud properly, with no mistakes, never faltering over the words or anything. I think having him encourage me that way, on a regular basis, gave me some kind of confidence with speaking aloud. I know it's only reading from a book but it was a special thing between me and my dad because he was never into reading and yet made the effort to ensure I could read to the best of my ability, because he was aware of how much I enjoyed it. I think that's why such a seemingly meaningless memory means so much to me, because I know my dad made that extra effort 🥷
Originally posted by Impediment
My dad taught me how to shoot pool. When I was 12, he bought me my first pool cue and we would shoot almost every night on his table. Occasionaly, he would even give me a beer to drink. I still haven't beaten him at a game, yet. We still play.
Thats amazing... I was going to say the exact same thing.. only I remember the first time I beat him.. was awesome..
i remember this christmas, i was visiting dad. when morning came, dad woke up and we went to the living room to open gifts. i had slept so hard that night from playing the day before, that i never heard him sneak off and bring that black and white bike. you know, they had the bikes with the scorpion on the side that made you feel like the kid with it all. i wanted to ride it so bad, but it was really cold outside. lol dad took me to Wal-Mart and got me a jacket. lmao then we had to go back for gloves and a a warm cap and ear muffs. made 3 trips. i remember when i first saw the bike, i wanted to get on it. dad set up the camera and was gonna take a picture. he snapped the picture and i started to get off the bike, but faultered and landed in the christman tree.
good times. other than that, i havent much. one christmas, he brought me my presens. had a kid come in the house, holding the casset player on his shoulder, listening to music. eventhough he bought it for me, it was used in my eyes, cause someone else was allready using it. he would call to make plans for going out and i would sit outside and wait on him. if he came, we would have a fun time. sometimes he wouldnt come. on one event he did come, we went to the park and he gave me my first pocket knife. lol i later on sliced my finger open with it. but thats how dad was. he wasnt there all the time, but when he snuck in sometime, it would be a pretty good thing. i allways wanted to be like my dad. now i kinda think from his example, i can be better.
Originally posted by Syren
My favourite memory of my dad is probably him and I settling down to read a book together when I was quite young, about 5 or something. He never used to read, wasn't really a big academic, but I've always been a geek 😮
Originally posted by SelphieT
my favorite memories of my dad were when he was a younger man of course, and we'd watch The Nightmare Before Christmas together every Christmas. He used to be so cool 🙂
Originally posted by Impediment
My dad taught me how to shoot pool. When I was 12, he bought me my first pool cue and we would shoot almost every night on his table. Occasionaly, he would even give me a beer to drink. I still haven't beaten him at a game, yet. We still play.
Originally posted by justjakk
good times. now i kinda think from his example, i can be better.
Originally posted by clap
Seems like you have good memories and a level head.
yeah, i'd like to think so. i think every moment you have with your dad should be treated like the last. if you have anything hiden that you want to say, say it. cause when you're in the hospital with him and he is filled with tubes to help him breath, you won't be able to get his side of it. and those last hours will be the hardest.
Originally posted by Council#13
Why didn't you see your dad till you were 17, Clap?
He wasn't ever around and called once a year somewhere around my birthday. He could never remember the day. He came to see me when he heard I made full ride athletic scholarship to college. I guess he thought I was going to be a big athlete, but I just wanted the free education.
He looked more pathetic in real life than I had previously imagined.
Originally posted by clap
He wasn't ever around and called once a year somewhere around my birthday. He could never remember the day. He came to see me when he heard I made full ride athletic scholarship to college. I guess he thought I was going to be a big athlete, but I just wanted the free education.He looked more pathetic in real life than I had previously imagined.
Oh. 😐 So.... how old are you now? Are you still in contact with him?
Originally posted by clapyeah, we all find out one day, this guy we wanted to have with us is just a human. i am sorry you didnt know your dad. even i knew my dad better, yet still wasnt close. its hard. its something that life gives us.
He wasn't ever around and called once a year somewhere around my birthday. He could never remember the day. He came to see me when he heard I made full ride athletic scholarship to college. I guess he thought I was going to be a big athlete, but I just wanted the free education.He looked more pathetic in real life than I had previously imagined.