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oddthoughts-ofmine · 2 years
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How can someone treat me so damn well while making me feel so appreciated and everything I deserve to feel, but not my own father?
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ravenfirelair · 2 years
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once again my dad proves what a selfish narcissistic bastard he is. he always does something to ruin christmas for us.
as a christmas present, my mom wanted my dad to fix a old small water fountain she has. the water fountain is copper and as some slight discolor and residue on it from being in storage for so long and needs to be cleaned. my dad said he would do it, but over the past several days he has barely worked on it. he has spent more of his time sleeping and on his computer then working on the fountain. on monday, my mom was out all day and my dad barely worked on the fountain, he spent most of the day sleeping. when my mom came home and saw not much had been done with the mountain, my dad said he was too busy to work on it. that was a lie. I’m the only one who knows what he really did all day, but if i tell my mom the truth, it will start another fight and i really don’t want to break the peace that has lasted for a few weeks. 
now just today, my dad told my mom the fountain won’t be done in time for christmas because it is too time consuming for him and that he too busy with other things. bull fucking shit! if he actually spent more time working on it, it would be done in time for christmas! but no, he is just going to give his bullshit excuses he can’t do it. which proves if it is not something for myself, he won’t do it. he does not care about doing anything other then for himself. if my dad asked me to something for him and i say i can’t because I’m too busy with other things, i get called lazy and making up lame excuses.
now my mom is going to be upset because the only present she wanted from him is now not going to happen for christmas and it’s going to put a sour mood on our christmas again. 
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sicklittleboy · 4 years
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Happy father's day.
To the man who taught me to fish
Who taught me how to jump a car
Took me and my brother strawberry picking
Picked me up from solf ball tryouts.
Posed with me at my graduation.
Who missed almost every single choir concert.
Told me my first tattoo (which kept me from self harming) was a waste of money.
Asked if my friends were "f*gs"
Called me fat when I was 9 years old.
Told me I was ugly and unwanted.
Threatened to kill me.
Threatened to kick me out.
Threatened me.
There are parts of it that were good.
But it doesn't change the bad parts.
I'm still so afraid of you.
I want to leave but I know I can't.
Not until I go to college.
Thanks dad for all the good times.
But please, leave me alone.
Stop making me relive the trauma.
Happy father's day.
Please leave me alone.
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Blood From A Stone
Last year I turned twenty one,
my dad thought I turned twenty.
Although he did reach out to call me,
he was three days too early.
I’ll never get to know who my mom married.
The man who helped birth me, or man lack thereof,
was a sperm donor in some ways,
a smokey heart, incapable of love.
Last week was New Years,
he wished me a happy one.
But I was still in the past,
since he forgot the time zone.
I’ll never get to know who my mom fell in love with,
the one who won her heart, but not anymore.
The woman he vowed to love forever, and swore,
to raise and protect wherever his kids were.  
Today is just another day
where I am all alone.
But my mother once told me,
you can’t draw blood from a stone.
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katva · 5 years
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When life gives you lemons, smash ‘em on the ground and curse their souls for correctly guessing you have dad issues
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im-not-crazy-666 · 5 years
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A Collection Of Thoughts (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/iAuk4LvywZ These are snippets of my own personal story. I honestly don't know why I've decided to post this, but I hope through my own struggles and realizations that I can help someone else. I want you to read this, to know everything about myself and feel that you are not alone. All of this is mine. The characters are real, the story itself has happened. Please, be respectful. Some of these things are still raw and in the open, but I wish so much for someone to read this and be comforted.
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eternal-python · 3 years
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luvofmysoul · 5 years
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My last note was on resentment. Specifically, resentment towards my mother. Strangely, enough, I realize that I don't have resentment towards my dad. None. But the reason is simple. It is because he wasn't even here. I have no resentment because I have no person to resent. There isn't anyone. He was just that absent. I don't know what to resent because I don't have actions from him to resent. It's just nothing. I could compare him to other fathers and say that he could've done this or been here for that like they were, but those aren't actions from him that I can resent. He was just gone, usually. Don't get me wrong. He was here a few times. He would pop in and out for short bursts, but the moments are minuscule in relation to my 26 years of life. He cooked and would drive me to and from campus but I really just need his time. All his kids did. How aloof can a father be? So, no, there's no resentment. Instead, there is just puzzlement and anger toward him. Like, what in God's name are you doing being a parent? You have no right to be a parent to kids. I do remember a time when you actually were a father though, once. You had come to visit me in Virginia. It was just you and me.  You went grocery shopping with me, cooked with me, helped me buy a car, watched TV with me. It was so freaking nice. I cry right now thinking of that weekend. I finally had a father. This is what I must feel like to have a parent and to be an only child. Dad, you didn't have to buy me expensive things or cook food all the time to show your love. You just had to be here. That's all I needed, and Jan too. And, I guess I lied a bit. I do resent you for not being here. I resent you for only that, but it is a large thing. The gap in love that your absence caused in me has shaped a lot of me actions in my life. It created an unstable emotional foundation for me that I am trying to build now, by myself. I cannot begin to go into the trauma you put my mother through. That will be another time, but know that for me, you missed out on too much and you've done enough.  
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syphamuzik-blog · 5 years
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breezles · 7 years
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My dad just walked through the front door...
So my Dads been gone for 3weeks visiting his parents. I left after a couple days a really bad exchange and situation went down. I was greateful to be back home without him here. 
Without little word to any one he just walks in the door about 30min ago. It’s almost 1am. I can’t describe the fear I felt when he walked in the door. My anxiety is through the roof. My bro was standing there talking to me when he came in. So we both went to give him a hug n shit, he barely touched me and first thing he said “You really fucked yourself didnt you.” “Youre going to lose your car, it needs tires.” No “Hey how you doin, hows things goin”.. so I asked what he meant out of reflex and he said “dont be dumb, because of your job.” Since I had quit my job during that bullshit before I left but didn’t tell him or my Gram (gram only found out after a brisk call to my brother by accident) I feel almost defeated. I wanted to find a new job and have money and everything taken care of before he came back to show him and prove to him that I dont need him like he thinks so high and mighty that I do.
Now im on edge and the heavy dreading feeling has returned and I hadn’t realized how wonderful it was not having him here and not having to stress about him getting pissed off about stupid shit or getting a rise out of anyone. Or worrying about his needs because he’s a man child. I hate this I hate this so much. I hate that he’s back, I hate that I have to sleep on a couch or the floor again. I feel so defeated and so full of anxiety and dread like you wouldnt believe. Back to the same toxic bullshit. He had told my Mom as soon as he walked in that he had to come back home to give me money for a car payment.
(For the record I handled my finances just fine. I was able to make a car payment with my last check and the cable bill and I dont need to worry about my car insurance until September. So I had things financially under control and had planned to get a job before next month) But because I got kicked from staying with my Gram finding a job while in Cali went out the window!!! I have to try and find a job in this hopeless bullshit little town.
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daycarehero · 5 years
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Don't lose today's strength just because you're focusing on tomorrow's problems. #momissues #dadissues #parentingissues #workissues #parenting . . . . . . . . . . #hangon #motivationalquotes #parentingquote #keepgoing #dontgiveup #parentingishard #dad #persistenceiskey #childcare #wellnessmom #dadstuff #dadsquad #dadswhocare #strongmama #fousontoday #postpartum #singleparenting #singleparents #breadwinner #workingmoms #northcarolina #newyorkcity #washingtonstate #texas #california https://www.instagram.com/p/Bu-MkpDgMzi/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1fvddtj4ulx9a
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I dont want to be home. You make me want to end my life. You make me hate waking up. How shitty would you feel if you found me, slit wrist an overdosed on the melatonin you bought me. ill use the blade my sister gave me because she doesnt suspect that im still suicidal. I wish I were a bird, I would be far away from here. You say you love me but what is love? Since I was younger everyone told me the love me, but no one meant it. Everyone left. "Why wont you open up?" im afraid. im afraid that once i trust you that youll leave me just like my dad did, just like my sister an my brother did. So dont tell me you love me because i swear to god i will push you away. It's funny, i complain about being alone yet i push people away. Ill shove you in the back of the closet where everything else i once loved lives. this is the cause of not only my depression but also my anxiety. i dont get close to anyone. Trust no one, you wont get hurt. i cant even go in public anymore, being bullied mentally screws up your whole life. I get asked why i use to cut an why im suicidal well, here is partly why. RANT OVER.
From a book ill never write (#2)
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he-who-read · 4 years
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I had mixed , confusing feelings when I called you this morning , Dad. After all , I resented you all these years. It's been almost 3 years since I last heard your voice , since I last saw you. And the first time I called you after all these years , I felt slightly regret , partly exited. And suddenly I am just a kid. Your kid. I felt happy , annoyed , exicited , and slightly mad hearing your endearing voice. But I still considering myself as a teen. It is in my nature to rebel , and my ego's still unbreakable. I still refuse to apologize nor forgive and neither can I forget.
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mypimpademia · 4 years
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First of all Monoma have no business making his hero suit look like a damm vampire asthetic ol velveta cheese hair bitch and his godamm shoes be giving me church flashbacks oooo Chile I cant stand this prissy Nigga but I’m not gonna get into is behavior rn- This Nigga hands look bigger than Kendo’s ol big ass plate hands and his outfit trash he built like a ring bearer but know damm well he ain’t getting an invite to weddings cause his funky lil attitude that’s why he built like he got dadissues
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Damn you ate him UP and you was speaking facts💀💀
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bearwildered · 6 years
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One does not simply talk to teenages... #parenting #teenages #frustrated #dadissues (at Daddy Bear's house)
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juanfdarce · 6 years
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Carmen Isabella took this selfie as we re-engaged homework last night. She said she thinks about me while in school and wants me to remember her. Little does she know that I think about her and Mercedes Isabelle all of the time. #daddysgirl #truth #dadissues #parenting #daughter #selfie #selfieking #selfietour #ciddp #cutie
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