Happy easter

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.