Well, like many people, I don't have a good relationship with my dad like we had before. I love him very much, just takes too much out of me to see him. Here's some background:
My parents never married, and split when I was a baby. My dad got married to my stepmom. I lived with my mom for the first 12 years of my life, with the exception of half a year with my dad. I got so depressed without my mom, my dad let me go back to her. I lived in Ft. Lauderdale, Fl for sometime, then moved to New York. I got bullied from the 3rd the 6th grade. My mom thought it be a good idea to go live with my dad. I was excited. But everything changed. I did decent at school. I was lazy with the homework. I basically lied to my dad and stepmom for a long time. I know that has put a wedge in our relationship, but theres more to it. He wanted me to make friends. And when I did (I made friends with different kinds of people) he would hate them off the bat. When I came out to him as bisexual, he thought it was a phase (I come to find more aout myself later on, I am not that attracted to men). He accepted it, just wanted a different outcome. I then had my first gf, had to hide it from her mom (think major "Christian" women). When he got fed up with me "sneaking (I was at her house when I shouldn't have been)" around with her, he told her mom about our relationship
. I started to work where I work now, cause he wanted me to have a job. He would nag at me about my money. He wanted to control everything. He, on my old windows computer, put some kind of software where he could control what I was doing on his computer. I would be in the middle of talking to some friends and he'd shut it off. He would look into my email, and Myspace account, and AIM. When I turned 18, he still controlled every part of my life. Or tried to. He tried to forbid me from seeing one of my friends (whom I still hang out with to this day). He even tried to convince my mom to forbid me from seeing the friend he hated so much. My mom loves her lol. He tried to control how I dressed at school. So, after I got said job, I bought my own stuff and wore that. He still complained. When he nagged at me, he would always have something bad to say about my mom's side of the family. When I was in community college, I would go out late at night. He would call and call and call. At 2 am. And he yelled at me when I got home saying how close he was to calling the cops
. When I got a new gf, stuff shifted even more. I failed my second semester, so I decided to take a break and get back on a semi better emotional track. He didn't like that one bit. I finally had enough, and moved to my gfs. Her family has taken me in. I love them dearly. After some hurtful things were said, we stopped talking. Its been about a year, till now. (I have since been broken up with the gf, but we are still roommates. Her family is my family. Even her really redneck uncle loves me, in his own special way
.)
He has recently come back in my life. Hell, he gave me Baseball tix, and saw him for Easter Dinner. I just dunno if its too early to see him again. And he wants to have dinner sometime this week. But I just dunno. I just been so depressed for a long time. Theres just so much baggage between us. I dunno if I can handle it. What do you guys think?
My parents never married, and split when I was a baby. My dad got married to my stepmom. I lived with my mom for the first 12 years of my life, with the exception of half a year with my dad. I got so depressed without my mom, my dad let me go back to her. I lived in Ft. Lauderdale, Fl for sometime, then moved to New York. I got bullied from the 3rd the 6th grade. My mom thought it be a good idea to go live with my dad. I was excited. But everything changed. I did decent at school. I was lazy with the homework. I basically lied to my dad and stepmom for a long time. I know that has put a wedge in our relationship, but theres more to it. He wanted me to make friends. And when I did (I made friends with different kinds of people) he would hate them off the bat. When I came out to him as bisexual, he thought it was a phase (I come to find more aout myself later on, I am not that attracted to men). He accepted it, just wanted a different outcome. I then had my first gf, had to hide it from her mom (think major "Christian" women). When he got fed up with me "sneaking (I was at her house when I shouldn't have been)" around with her, he told her mom about our relationship
. I started to work where I work now, cause he wanted me to have a job. He would nag at me about my money. He wanted to control everything. He, on my old windows computer, put some kind of software where he could control what I was doing on his computer. I would be in the middle of talking to some friends and he'd shut it off. He would look into my email, and Myspace account, and AIM. When I turned 18, he still controlled every part of my life. Or tried to. He tried to forbid me from seeing one of my friends (whom I still hang out with to this day). He even tried to convince my mom to forbid me from seeing the friend he hated so much. My mom loves her lol. He tried to control how I dressed at school. So, after I got said job, I bought my own stuff and wore that. He still complained. When he nagged at me, he would always have something bad to say about my mom's side of the family. When I was in community college, I would go out late at night. He would call and call and call. At 2 am. And he yelled at me when I got home saying how close he was to calling the cops
. When I got a new gf, stuff shifted even more. I failed my second semester, so I decided to take a break and get back on a semi better emotional track. He didn't like that one bit. I finally had enough, and moved to my gfs. Her family has taken me in. I love them dearly. After some hurtful things were said, we stopped talking. Its been about a year, till now. (I have since been broken up with the gf, but we are still roommates. Her family is my family. Even her really redneck uncle loves me, in his own special way
.)He has recently come back in my life. Hell, he gave me Baseball tix, and saw him for Easter Dinner. I just dunno if its too early to see him again. And he wants to have dinner sometime this week. But I just dunno. I just been so depressed for a long time. Theres just so much baggage between us. I dunno if I can handle it. What do you guys think?


, that's how things would be.

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