I hate my dad at times
My dad also has not been supportive of me. I always remember those hurting moments when he forcefully used his fingers and knocked on top of my head when I was between 7-10. It hurt so much, I cried and my mom would not dare to say anything to him. He would not try to understand things before jumping into conclusion. He is that type of person. When I was home from school, he never asked how it was in school. He also yelled at my mom a lot. He has never taught me any of my subjects in school, such as English, Math, never, none of it. I have never seen him picked up any books to read. He used to say to me "see, your cousins did well in school. I will see if you can do the same." When I had As from my classes, he would not say "I am proud of you son!" No, nothing like this. It hurt me a lot emotionally. A few times, I wanted to commit suicide. However, I said to myself, just live one more month and see if there could be any changes. And, that one month extension has been ongoing till now. It gets to a point where sometime I don't know if he was mad at himself or me, or my mom. Maybe he forgot to use condom, maybe he just hate a lot of things and never figure out what was the point of his life in this world. Sometimes, when I was still a boy, I saw other schoolmates having nice and caring dads, I would cry inside me. Why couldn't I have a nice father just like other people could. However, as I am older now, I come to realize that many people are sharing similar difficulties with their dads. Guys & gals, we should be proud of ourselves. I know that our relationships with dads have been rough, yet there are things for us to cherish, to live for and to be happy about. We are proud human beings, yes we are. And that we should be happy too.