I’m the father of a twenty two year old daughter …

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I’m the father of a twenty two year old daughter who is convinced that I’ve thought of her and treated her as being nothing more than an overweight waste of time and money. I don’t know if she actively hates me, but I’m definitely on her not favored person list as she has told me so to my face. She has moved out to live with her interracial boyfriend/fiance, and has been back home a few times to see her cat and her older sister and mom, but not me.

I’ll admit that I haven’t been a perfect father, but wifey and I have been married for over 25 years and none of her friends can claim to have grown up in a non-broken home as she can. I have always put myself at the back of the line when allocating our limited family resources, because I’ve always believed the needs of my kids came first and have acted accordingly. My wife’s own father called her fat and useless while she was growing up and that is something I resolved NEVER to do with MY kids. And to the best of my knowledge, I haven’t either.

I’ve had issues with anger and alcohol in the past, and started taking mood elevator meds years ago to even out my life so maybe the boozy anger seeped out at some point, yes. But in counter balance I’ve also spent many years eating my three daily meals at the plant while busting my tail off working industrial management jobs to provide for my family too.

What have I got to show for it? A pacemaker and more cardiac surgical scars than a road-map of Spain, a beat-up old car and a daughter who thinks I, in fact, suck.

I’m not sure if our father/daughter relationship can be repaired – and I’m not sure either one of us wants it to be at this point. So come on all you women, pile on and tell me what a dirt-bag I am. After all, it’s a well know fact fathers are made out of stainless steel, right?