I don't celebrate, but whatever floats your boat.
So. I told my dad to fuck off.
What did I learn from this?
That I was correct in the assumption that he doesn't give a rats ass about me or how I feel.
Told him I wasn't coming to his wedding, and he replied with "ouch".
I replied to this with my "fuck off" speech, which was basically just a statement on how I needed to separate myself from him and my sister, wished him luck with his life, and explained to him that I can't/WON'T pretend to have a good relationship with him for his wife or friends, because that's never been the case... I don't pretend.
Had I gone to his wedding, I'd have a hard time not at least going up to his fiance and telling her to run.
How did he reply?
He didn't.
Not One Word.
Not a "Sorry you feel that way, i love you"
Not a "Please don't say that, that's not true."
Not even just a simple "=("
Absolutely nothing.
When your 28 year old daughter tells you she's done with you in her life, and you don't fight it AT ALL it's very obvious that you don't give a fuck.
So. Yay. At least I was right all these years.
Ha. Ha. Ha.
Fuck. I wish I wasn't right.
I wish somewhere deep down my dad was a human being who had emotions and empathy for others.
Fuck.
This has been the shittiest last 4 or 5 days for me in a long time.
Bleh.
Sunday, April 5, 2015
Saturday, February 14, 2015
Valentines day rant!
Hey, how are you? Glad to hear it!
I'm great, thanks for asking.
So, the other day I got an invitation to my fathers wedding.
Yup. My dad is getting re-married.
I'm 99% sure his new wife and my mother "overlapped" but that's neither here nor there.
I finally met this woman, (I really wasn't interested in doing so)
and, to be honest, I pity her.
She's got money, a bunch, but is the quiet, submissive, mousy type.
And my father is taking advantage of her already.
When the house that him and my mother owned finally sold, rather than find his own place for him and his other daughter, he simply moved into his girlfriends house, leaving him no longer having to pay a mortgage, or rent, or for anything really.
He informed me though, that there's a prenup, and that everything will be split between my sister and I. He then added "If i even have any left by then. hahaha.")
Ha indeed. He can now spend all his money with really no consequences now that he doesn't have to worry about bills and such.
In case you don't remember the time I vacationed with only my father and sister, I shall remind you.
My father is a sociopath. He cares for no one, never really has, but is great at pretending that he does. I'm not sure if my father even has complex emotions, but i've never had a reason to believe that he does. (he sort of reminds me of Frank Underwood from House of Cards, except I think Frank may actually care for at least SOME people...)
This poor woman, probably a nice lady, just lonely and getting older... Sigh.
Anyway, the point is, i'm not going to his wedding.
If i did, in all honesty, I'd be the one to stand up and say "Don't do it! He's fucking crazy!" when the priest or whoever asks if anyone has a reason the two shouldn't be married...
I had really hoped that one day he'd snap out of it, suddenly care about someone other than himself, but the last few times i've spent time with him it has been very obvious that that would never happen.
I don't know what happened to my father to make him this way, but he's been like this for as long as I can remember.
Blah blah blah, sorry for the rant... I'm just a little sad, and a little angry, and a little frustrated...
Ugh.
<333
I'm great, thanks for asking.
So, the other day I got an invitation to my fathers wedding.
Yup. My dad is getting re-married.
I'm 99% sure his new wife and my mother "overlapped" but that's neither here nor there.
I finally met this woman, (I really wasn't interested in doing so)
and, to be honest, I pity her.
She's got money, a bunch, but is the quiet, submissive, mousy type.
And my father is taking advantage of her already.
When the house that him and my mother owned finally sold, rather than find his own place for him and his other daughter, he simply moved into his girlfriends house, leaving him no longer having to pay a mortgage, or rent, or for anything really.
He informed me though, that there's a prenup, and that everything will be split between my sister and I. He then added "If i even have any left by then. hahaha.")
Ha indeed. He can now spend all his money with really no consequences now that he doesn't have to worry about bills and such.
In case you don't remember the time I vacationed with only my father and sister, I shall remind you.
My father is a sociopath. He cares for no one, never really has, but is great at pretending that he does. I'm not sure if my father even has complex emotions, but i've never had a reason to believe that he does. (he sort of reminds me of Frank Underwood from House of Cards, except I think Frank may actually care for at least SOME people...)
This poor woman, probably a nice lady, just lonely and getting older... Sigh.
Anyway, the point is, i'm not going to his wedding.
If i did, in all honesty, I'd be the one to stand up and say "Don't do it! He's fucking crazy!" when the priest or whoever asks if anyone has a reason the two shouldn't be married...
I had really hoped that one day he'd snap out of it, suddenly care about someone other than himself, but the last few times i've spent time with him it has been very obvious that that would never happen.
I don't know what happened to my father to make him this way, but he's been like this for as long as I can remember.
Blah blah blah, sorry for the rant... I'm just a little sad, and a little angry, and a little frustrated...
Ugh.
<333
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