and tell us the story, share mine later
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Never. My dad is my hero
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Here, this should get the bad memory ball rolling.....
It's a little past supper time
I'm still out on the porch step
Sittin on my behind, waiting for you
Wondering if everything was all right
Momma said come in boy, don't waste your time
I said I got time, daddy'll be here soon
Five years old and talkin to myself
Where were you? Where'd ya go?
Daddy can't you tell?
I'm not tryin to fake it
And I ain't the one to blame
No there's no one home
In my house of pain
I didn't write these pages
And my script's been rearranged
No there's no one home
In my house of pain
No there's no one home
In my house of pain
Wasn't I worth the time
A boy needs a daddy like dance to mime
And all the time I looked up to you
I paced my room a million times
And all I ever got was one big line
The same old lie
How could you?
Well I was eighteen and still
talking to myself
Where were you? Where'd you go?
Daddy can't ya tell? (yeoowww!)
I'm not tryin to fake it
And I ain't the one to blame
No there's no one home
In my house of pain
I didn't write these pages
And my script's been rearranged
No there's no one home
In my house of pain
No there's no one home
In my house of pain
[Instrumental]
I'm not tryin to fake it
And I ain't the one to blame
No there's no one home
In my house of pain
and I didn't write these pages
And my script's been rearranged
No there's no one home
(No, there's no one home)
In my house of pain
No there's no one home (No, there's no one home)
In my house of pain (oooo I'm alone again, yeaaah)
No there's no one home (No, there's no one home)
In my house of pain
No there's no one home (Yeah, there's no one home)
In my house of pain (I'm alone again, yeaaah)
[Spoken]
If I learned anything from this
It's how to live on my ownComment -
i like that vid, brings no pain hereComment -
my dad ownsComment -
I once woke up because a shotgun barrel was being pressed to my temple by dear old dad. It still makes me sick thinking about it and I cannot to this day fall asleep unless i have some sort of weapon within reach. Maybe it is normal for Americans though
I kid. Unfortunately a true sorry though. Happy fathers day everyone!
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I never hated my dad but I did resent him. He left when I was 2 months old and even though he never lived more than 30 miles away I grew up fatherless. It wasn't because my parents didn't get along cause even though my mom didn't respect him she never denied him of me. I resented him because he denied me himself.
There were promises of trips or other types of outings but they never materialized. He was too busy drinking or anything else that avoided resposibility.
He died last year and about 3 months prior to his death he called me. I knew when he called and by the way he talked he knew he didn't have long. He spoke like we were old pals not like an absent father. In reflection I guess he didn't know any other way to do it though.
I didn't attend his funeral mainly because I didn't feel like I had lost a loved one or even a person of interest. As this year has passed though I have begun to feel like I didn't handle the situation right. I could have been the better man or at least I could have swallowed my own pride to make his final days a little more at peace. I didn't and I didn't because I resented him so bad and I refused to swallow my pride or faign forgivness. This doesn't make me a better person nor does it make me feel good about myself. I can't change things now and I'm not sure I would and I'm not sure how I feel about that.Comment -
That's sad, Im sorryOriginally posted by wal66Comment -
When I was growing up my dad was a drunk, a gambler, and a womanizer.
I idolized him!!!
To see him now jumping at moms every whim, so domesticated & settled, saddens me. He has given up the good fight & is like a caged animal in the zoo.
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This thread may reveal more about us than orginally intended. Or maybe that was the intent. Hmmmm.Comment -
Never hated my dad, but just like a lot of you guys when I was young and pissed off I had said "I hate you" a few times shit like that.
One thing I always remember is I was angry at him for some reason when I was prolly like 6 or 7, and it was around Christmas time. My mom put me on the phone with Santa (which I eventually realized was my dad), and I don't remember exactly what led to it but I ended up telling him I wanted a new dad for Christmas. Always felt bad about that shit, but whatever, can't change it.Comment -
I'm all open ears to any Demons you all might want to exorcise................Comment -
My old man was the biggest influence in my life. Guy has done a great deal for me.Comment -
This thread is fvckin depressing.Originally posted by Dark HorseComment -
Originally posted by whatsgood5 Thats funny and sad at the same time.
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dont hate the guy, but dont know him that well either, not exactly father of the year material.
my gramps is the only guy i look up to.Comment -
My dad has been a better father than I could ever hope to be, thats why I have chosen not to be a dad!
That & the fact that kids annoy the fukin shit out of meComment -
Hate is a little too harsh a word but I didn't care much for him growing up and into my late teens. He is a Vietnam Vet who was very hard on me, not the main reason why I dislike him, but it didn't help. If I had to pinpoint one area that distance us the most it would have to be sports. My old man never really played sports, some but wasn't very good from what I hear, so he tried to basically live his sports' dreams through my life; terrible situation for any kid. It started as early as Little League and persisted until I was 16 when I finally had the chance to move out, left for Saskatchewan and didn't move back to my home state until I was 27. I have sense buried this in the back of my mind and the last 2 years or so my old man and I relationship has been better than it has ever been, anything would have been an improvement from the past but things are good between us. If I learned anything from him its not what to do, regardless the area. For instance, he worked at the mill and would come home and expect dinner to be made when he would never cook, never did laundry, etc., these were all tasks my mother (who actually made more money being a teacher than my dad working at the mill) was suppose to have finished every day. I know when I get married that I will contribute and help out, not fair to your significant other to make he or she do all the work when both of you have full time jobs. Another area would be sports and my kid down the road, I will not press him or her to play a sport and if they decide to take up some other hobby, whether its musicals, opera, etc. so be it I will support them; actually might enjoy it more because its areas I'm not that familiar with and it would be something new. Bottomline is that I learned I do not want to be like him and didn't care for his ways, but still try to keep a good relationship with him.Comment -
Being a shitty dad seems all too common these days. I bet some of us are or will become shitty dads in the future... Sad but true.
PS. I dont even know my dad, left when I was around 6-7, never seen him since.Comment -
My Father means everything to me. I have no relationship with my Mother though, I haven't spoken to her in 15 years,המוסד
המוסד למודיעין ולתפקידים מיוחדים
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I love my father. He would do anything for me in a heartbeat and I would do the same. I know some might look at it in a bad way, but he taught me almost everything I know about gambling, it just runs in our blood. I remember when I was little, guy had like 10 dimes on the bears and they played the Falcons (they still had the red jerseys, still remember that) and I watched the whole game with him and his buddies. They were all high fiving each other and pounding beer and I just sat there on the couch and just sucked it all in. Ever since then I had an interest in gambling and sports in general. He raised me to be a good man, and that's why I'am what I'am today because of good 'old dad.Comment -
sad story but glad to hear your relationship is improving icer.Originally posted by iceminers26
i've seen a lot of that living your dreams through your kid, used to play on travel all-star teams for baseball and man were some of those dads harsh. i remember one kid that would arrive 2 hours before practices (practices were 3 hours too) to warm-up, pitch, and run the bases with his dad. guy was insane in my book, kid would be completely gassed by the time practice even started.
i've learned the same lesson from my pop as well, what not to do. he constantly fell in and out of college, and stayed on career paths that had no future for far too long. he also turned me off to religion as well, as he was very hypocritical about that shit. when my parents were getting divorced he told my mom god would smite her for wanting the divorce, even though he was cheating on her
but i remember you talkin about your gramps highly if my memory serves me right. for me, my gramps (mother's side) filled that void, and he's helped me develop into a young man.
thanks for sharing your story icer, i found many similiarities to my self in it.Comment -
grandparents are the bomb and always seem to fill in for families if a father/mother go AWOL. Wish mine were still around, all of them have passed on, but their memories will last forever!Comment -
My wife is pregnant with our first child, we're having a boy. Reading this thread literally made my heart rate increase because I'm feeling the pressure of being a good father.
I'll do my best and hope that's good enough. My father is a good man, but he worked a lot and having four brothers and two sisters all but one younger than me meant that between work and looking after my siblings his time was spread very thin and I feel that my mother and grandmother had more to do with shaping who I am today.Comment -
that they are, only got one left myself, grandma on my mom's side.Originally posted by Mr Windy City
if i had half the work ethic my grandpa i'd be in great shape, he worked until he was 87, year before his death.Comment -
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My dad died when I was 19 years old. He was by any measure, the greatest man I have ever known. He, along with my Mom, now 80, is responsible for the man and father I grew up to be. My only regret is that he did not live long enough to see his son grow into a man. But I know he's been looking over me all these years...
RIP Dad, love ya man !!!
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Originally posted by bogbat
I obviously can not give you advice from a fathers perspective but I can advise from a kids perspective. Don't worry about being perfect, making mistakes helps you both develope and bond. The most important thing is to be there. Even if at some point things break down between you and your wife be there for the kid/kids.Comment -
I had and still have the best Father anyone could ask for bless his soul still going strong at 81 years young,he has always been there for me through the thick and the thin, the highs and the lowest of lows,yes when I look father up in the dictionary I expect to see a picture of him beside the word itself, for he is the most unselfish man on Earth in my eyes but now that he is getting much older, I am very fortunate and lucky to have the chance to take care of him as he has done for me throughout my entire life which to me my friends is a gift within itself............Comment
