I have tried to give you the benefit of doubt by giving you a chance. A chance to prove you have change to be a better person. I have come to terms that you were not going to be the dad I have in mind. I have come to terms with you not doing the typical dad duties such as provide comfort, advice, a listening ear, etc. my mom innocently thought you’d help me with the situation I was in but no not really. I already knew you wouldn’t help me. Why? Because of the times when I was little and I got sick. I remember when I threw up in the car because I couldn’t get outside in time. Instead of trying to see if I’m ok, you yelled at me for throwing up in the car. From that moment I knew you wouldn’t take care of me when I’m sick. I realized in life that I didn’t need you in my life at all. I was fine. My mom took care of me and my brothers.

I thought that maybe one day when I get married that I’ll be able to have my father there (only to attend not be apart of). I’d have my brothers walk me down(for my own reasons). Some people will say that’s rude and disrespectful. If you knew the shit he put us through then you’ll understand why.

If a father talks to his daughter this way then I don’t want to be apart of that mess. I am twenty two years old. He wants to treat me like a child because he wasn’t there during those important stages. He calls my mom crazy when she isn’t.

He tried telling me about what happened in the divorce between him and my mother. I told him I didn’t want to hear about it and I didn’t care about it. I was happy they got divorced and was waiting for the day she would file to get away from him.

He was demanding for my boyfriend’s phone number to basically yell at him for no reason. He blamed me for the situation I was in and it made me feel even shittier about myself. He contacted the place my boyfriend works at and thank god they don’t give out any information without the persons permission. Now my dad is blocked from calling me or reaching out to me on Facebook. I have tried many times to give him chances to be in my life but I’m done trying with him. I don’t have the energy to try to say the right things or not have information twisted. Maybe someday if he truly changed himself for the sake of his mental state. I only got reconnected with him because my uncle (his brother) had died and I shared my condolences to him.

Even if I don’t have that father daughter relationship it doesn’t bother as much as it use to back then.