I should have had a real father

My dad was never a parent to me. He called me his "best friend" and did nothing but manipulate me. I had to act as his parents. I had to entertain and be there for him. I had to revolve my life around him. All whole he did nothing hit yell at me, put me down, and tell me what to do.

He'd put on and people who barely knew him would think he was this great parent and that I was so lucky. Anything but. My life as an adult on my own is 1000 easier than my upbringing.

My dad was a spoiled, failure, loser. He didn't want me to ever have anything or be happy. He seriously didn't. I accomplished more in my life than he ever did with his, and I was dealt a whole lot more. His "get out of jail free" card for everything was his dad not loving him enough. Meanwhile his dad did shit for him that I never had. My dad actually was able to get help from his dad for shit that I never would have been able to go to my dad for. I had it worse in every concevable way and yet didn't become a self wallowing alcoholic who used "my daddy didn't love me enough" as his excuse.

My dad never cared about me and resented me after I distanced myself from him after a life of being walked on and treated horribly. He never cared. The older I get, the more I understand that. Burn in hell.

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anonymous Relationships March 18, 2026 at 5:07 pm 0 0