Whatever you do, never stop dreaming. – Darren L. Johnson
Quote of The Day
Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter. – Martin Luther King Jr.
Dad
A dad as a role model
A dad as an idealist
A dad as a hero
A dad as a teacher
A dad as a leader
A dad as a protector
A dad as a supporter
A dad as a confidant
A dad as a adviser
A dad as a mentor
All for his child.
I think all the above should be a dad. That what dads are, right?
I wish mine was like that. I never had nor experienced the above. Not that my dad passed away or that I don’t know him. Oh, I know him. Unfortunately I don’t have the “ideal dad” that everyone would want to have.
‘A dad that supports his child no matter what, a dad who visits sports games of his child or a dad who helps his children with their homework etc.’
Everything, even how little it seems, counts for a child. Maybe not directly but afterwards it will be a miss.
My dad was the worst person ever at some point in my life, not long ago. It was even so bad that he mentally tortured me for almost a year. And it is still going on. His torture is avoiding and ignoring me, even when I’m just a couple of inches away from him. It all started with some stupid argument where even my apology didn’t make things right. The whole story is too big and complicated to share with you all..
About the mental torture. It is horrible. Being in the same room everyday with him and he doesn’t even look at me. He hasn’t been saying anything to me in over 11 months. The worst thing is that at one point I was mentally drained out because of all the stress I had because of it. I became depressed and was diagnosed with adjustment disorder. I’m still recovering from all that happened.
I didn’t write this to get some pity or sympathy, but for me it is a way of leaving it behind. I don’t look at him as my dad anymore. I’ve moved out of my parents’ house and now I’m living with my boyfriend. It is the best thing for me because living underneath the same roof with him wasn’t good for my health. I had to leave earlier but that wasn’t possible for me. Now I’m trying to become the person who I was before. The Wendy whom everyone knew as a happy person and not the depressed Wendy.
