Tell me about your father

Boys these days do not look up to their fathers enough these days nor do they take their advice and it has lead to men being weak.

I'd like everyone to tell me who your dad was and tell us all one story about him can be funny, noble or what ever you like.

I'll start.
My dad was born in scotland and moved here when he was a baby. Had to start working when he was 12 to help my grandad provide for family.
Joined the navy when he was 15.
Scored highest in his class and got choose what role he wanted in the navy, he chose engineer.
Got selected to play for Western Australia in rugby at the age of 15.
Became a diver when he was 18 and was one of the 11 out of 45 men to pass the course.
Became a petty officer after only 5 years in the navy.
Played for the Australian services in rugby.
Left the navy when he was 26 to make a company that makes boats for the navy and customs that defend our boarders.
Hes the type of man that doesn't say anything unless he has something to say, is quite relaxed and reserved but is also very aggressive.
He was poor as fuck when he was young and swore that his kids would never have to be poor like he was and he would be a millionaire one day, which he achieved.
His life motto is "it's not what you know, it's who you know"

Now for the story.
>stops off at Malaysia when hes 19 on one of his deployments
>him and his mates get into a fight outside a pub with all the chinks
>one chink bottles my dad and runs back into the pub
>dad chases him but he has locked the doors
>chink is up agaisnt glass making faces at my dad
>dad punches through the glass and KO's the chink
>him and his mates run back to ship
>police intercept them
>dad gets arrested
>nearly dies from blood loss in the police cell
>dad now has a deep scare on his forearm where there is only skin covering his bone
>when i was a kid and used to ask him what the scar was from he would say it was from a shark bite
>i didn't find out the truth until i was fucking 14

Got my brother addicted to cocaine never met either of those men

Sorry to hear that mate.
What about your grandfather?

>dad punches through the glass and KO's the chink
Guess the chink thought that even an aussie wouldn't be retarded enough to do that.

Jobs
>air-force mechanic
>civil aviation mechanic

Hobbies
>watching cop shows

Current situation
>retired
>watching cop shows

Hes like an 8 year old kid glued to the TV. Now he has all those streaming services he has endless amounts of cop shows to watch.

Never had a relationship with him aside from "Good-morning" and "Are you eating?" and "Goodnight"

My father had alcoholic, abusive parents. He is intelligent, but emotionally broken. So is my mother. Not much to say about my father.

>Le weed man babyboomer
>has two sons
>cheats on mother so she will divorce him because he doesn't want to be a father anymore
>buried in credit card debt and mortgage payments
>still lives beyond his means and the bank keeps giving him more credit
>now 50+
>works a dead end call center job
>spends free time playing eve online

I'm a little disappointed to say the least.
Don't even get me started on my "stepfather".

My father is a teacher, a musician and knows much about technology.
Even though he has some commie values, he is civilized, intelligent, honest and I truly look up to him.
The day he leaves I will be pretty sad.

My father loved to beat up my mother and left when I was 5. He decided it was a good idea to sexually abuse his 2 year old daughter when I was 12. He was addicted to drugs (cocaine), a thief, a scam artist, an abuser, a pedophile.

My grandfather though, now he is the father figure my dad should've been. Taught me to work hard.

>Dad is emotionally retarded but a good provider
>Has to retrain completely after losing his job as a knock-on of UK industry being killed off
>Mother leaves him because she's a fucking child and got her head turned by the local badboy
>She poisons me and my brother against my dad
>My dad becomes a highly successful engineer, I rarely speak to him
>My mother is nothing. Badboy left of course, she has no money, no job, no education, just gossips on facebook all day.
>Try to build bridges with my dad but it's too late. He doesn't know how to behave with 'children'
>I'm trying to be a man based on my grandfather, who is a good man.

People think i'm a really good man, but it's a facade built from reading lots of books and watching TV shows. I don't really know what I'm doing, but I just have to keep doing it.

If you've ever moaned about your mom and dad being dicks, you should at least be grateful they're being dicks around you. Me and my brother were an inconvenience, and are both irreparably damaged because of it. Christmas is essentially a month-long reminder of the life we were both cheated of due to immature adults. I was raised by books and the tv, and my brother was raised by me.

I don't talk that much that my dad. After work he drinks beer, cooks and watches Hitler documentaries on N-TV.

Just a scumbag

>grows up playing the violin every free hour, his dad tells him he could be doing maths instead of playing violin
>becomes professional violin orchestra player
>decides it isn't for him and starts a new career in medicine at the age of 40
>55 years old, became a licensed psychiatrist a year or two ago
love u dad

+1

all finns are emotionally broken

>dairy farmer for 30+ years like grandfather and great grandfather
>never talked much but led by example
>raised 4 pure white kids who are not complete failures
>still working in his 60s
pretty good role model despite some flaws

he was in a famous rock band and played the bass
he was amazing, and met my mother in that time
then he left playing the guitar and started a business in a bar and restaurant with my mother and got a loan he then couldn't pay

the restaurant went amazing, but as time passed my father went a bit crazy and started kicking people for political reasons or because they were tourists

then the bar started going down, and while that was happening and my mother was destroying herself to keep the bar alive my father started drinking daily

that was his problem: alcohol fucked up his life. he lost all contact with his family and i have only met his adopted son

then my mother knew the bar wasn't going to resurrect, so she moved to the city (the bar was in a little village). when we moved, my sister started studying in the university, so money was very limited

my father kept going into bars and coming drunk at home, while my mother worked two horrible jobs just to keep my sister and I happy

he was a very bad father and didn't do a single thing to educate me like having me to clean my room or take a shower

we had an agreement with our grandmother: she'd buy us a house and we would live near her (she was very alone). then it got into a point where we saw cheap wine bottles hidden around the house, and then we kicked our father.

he moved into two horrible houses, which only led to probably depression, and then he is now in some sort of homeless people centre where he has his own bedroom and life

he still calls me, but i don't really know what to do. i feel shame and anger for him

the worst thing is that when i wasn't alive and my sister was, he was the best father ever: had the most popular bar in town, lived in a wonderful house and travelled everywhere because they had lots of money

and then everything went down while i was growing up and i only saw an alcoholic lazy man
doing nothing to mantain me or make me happy

Haven't seen my dad since I was about 13. Before that, we never really had a close relationship. We barely ever talked & most of the time he'd be arguing with my mother, throw shit around and break stuff like a screeching autist and then leave the house for the night to go who knows where.

Never been close with my father.

My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery.
He would drink, he would womanise, he would make outrageous statements like he invented the question mark..

My father was a drinker and a fiend. One night he goes off crazier than usual. Mommy got the kitchen knife to defend herself. He didn't like that, not one bit. So, with me watching, he took the knife to her, laughing while he did it. He turned to me and he said "why so serious". Then he came at me with the knife “why so serious!?” He stuck the blade in my mouth and said "lets put a smile on that face!"

My father didn't really spend time with me during my childhood and left my family when I was 11, leaving me and my brothers alone with our perpetually crying single mother
He started sending cards and shit with his contact info when I turned 18 but I never answer
Fuck that guy

>Tell me about your father

He never wanted children and is a hard lefty. Imagine my surprise figuring him out as an adult

be 30
be a drug addict car mechanic
impregnate woman by mistake
dont marry said woman
repeat x3
get skull smashed in by some other drug addicts
attempt suicide a few times via overdose, traffic. fail
be in recovery for years with brain injury
be rejected by woman and kids
obtain drivers license after trying for years and being rejected because of his injury (mostly speech and memory at this point but his skull had a very noticeable dent in it)
attempt to have a life
get a job, barely scrape by
im the only one who ever visits him, once every week or 2
get back into drugs
die of heart failure

why do i miss this guy so much he was such a shitty parent but i loved him

Retired officer of military medical service, ranked colonel. Two tours of duty to Chechnya - never really talks about it, but when I ask, it's more stories of various army fuckups rather than combat - understandable as he was in medical.
Now he's a high ranking manager at an insurance company.
Honest, hard-working, disciplined, but was never harsh on me. Lots of connections in various places (mostly people he helped to heal and recover or other retired officers), never used them to do something corrupt - even my driving license I've got myself, passing exams and all that. Taught me a lot to value education and work - that really payed off in regards to my current career and finances. Wish he taught me something about making connections and leadership - that I had to figure out myself.

OP is your dad Jimmy Barnes?

you know the meme where people say "oh you remind me of sheldon!" well it's not a meme when I say it about my dad

born in randwick/maroubra

grew up as a south sydney surfie boy
kingswood panel van
drugs
rock n roll

misses conscription for vietnam by one number (raffle ticket out of a hat deal)

bums around sydney, becomes apprentice lithographer/printer, gets qualified

>goes over the ditch to nz for "working holiday"
>lives in queenstown for 3 years
>gets good at skiing, becomes ski instructor
>somehow gets in the bad books with some maori biker gang over weed.
>stabs one in the gut and legs it.
>moves back to sydney
>meet my mum, gets married
>has me, my brother and sister
>parents divorce in 2001
>meet some other lady in 2006, remarries
>does cycling quite a bit, gets involved in bike tours, does tour de timor etc
>get involved in medical charity, donating used medical gear from australian hospitals to pacific islands etc (fiji, Philippines, Vanuatu, PNG)
>gets no thanks from any of them, try to wipe him completely his charity from being involved in the gear. over people take credit
>gives stuff for free to needy people, gets it thrown back in his face, 3rd world scum demand new stuff for free (nothing ever good enough).

>stopped donating to them, only helping australian's now.

Harsh way to be redpilled.

My dad used to say there were two essential points to getting by in life: don't take drugs and don't be gay.
When he turned 18 (in 1968) he volunteered for the army to get revenge against the communists for making him do duck and cover drills (or so he said).
For the rest of his life he bad mouthed other Vietnam vets for playing the role of victims and making Vietnam vet into a label meaning "broken welfare dependent".
He went on to become a research chemist.
He would generally refuse to tell stories about Vietnam when asked, but sometimes he would see something that reminded him of his time there and open up.
>we're out camping in the hill country
>we've hiked halfway up to the side of a steep hill aiming for the top
>about 1000 feet above the valley floor
>we sit down to rest and look around, the view is already pretty good
>just drinking water in the shade from the noon sun
>two buzzards go wheeling past riding the heat
>they're only 30 or 40 feet away so we get a good look at them and they're huge
>something like six foot wingspan
>he says "we had an LZ on a hill just like this outside of Kontum back in 'Nam."
>One day they were attacked by mortars and phosphorus rockets
>insert detailed explanation of what phosphorus rockets are and how they work
>they had to advance outside the wire to clear the Viet Cong off the side of the hill
>they were pinned down by machine gun fire for six hours and had to call in air support
>two Cobra attack helicopters came in and started blasting the hillside
>"At one point they were about as close as those buzzards there, and you could see the pilot's faces in the flash of their rockets"
>"They flew by all night hammering everything that moved"
>in the morning he went down and captured an old French paratrooper's MAT-49 with a folding stock
>eventually he ditched it for being too heavy
He was a nice guy but he refused to distinguish Democrats from Communists and blamed them for the way the war ended.

>why do i miss this guy so much

You are biologically inclined to.

My Father is a horrible...eh...I wont call him a man real men are better then him.

Here's a story: he worked his fucking ass of seven days a week from before the time I was born, probably until the day he dies. I wish I had half of his work ethic.

>Clerk in the REME in the 60's
>(My) Mom gets knocked up in one night stand
>"I'll marry you"
>(His Mom) Not fucking likely
>Takes his own mother to court for right to marry under 18
>Wins
>Awesome British army life in Germany, country of birth & mothers tongue
>4 more kids, I'm middle child, first son.
>1985, England is entirely fucked
>Now Inter-continental coach driver
>Eldest daughter (now 17) finds old love letters confirming bastard birth.
>Cue teenage hatred & rage
>Youngest twins (3 yr old) break into work suitcase around this time
>A girl in every port.doc
>More drama, practically my earliest memory
>Moves to Deutschland
>New hot kraut wife
>Sells furniture to American fuckwits
>Translates documents English/German German/English
>Visits rarely, yearly becomes 3 years, becomes a decade.
>Last saw him in 2008
>Show him the same courtesy I would a stranger, feel weird saying dad out loud.

I had daddy issues out the ass all thru my teens & 20's.
Avoided women unless they were wife for life material, then got trapped & dumped when my daughter was only 12 months old, by a 'girl friend' I'd known ten years.
I don't feel animosity for any of my family, even though the soap opera tier decisions were fucked up.

died when I was 15

Dad taught me that Israel is genociding invader and the man is right. Now I truly see.

Maybe you should sit down with you father and ask him if there is something that happened to him that made him this way.
Certain things can fuck someone up really bad in the head.
kek

Drunken waster who achieved nothing of value. Died when I was 19 because of his inability to stop drinking. Never learned a damn thing from him about being a man. Had to be learned the hard way many times.
I suppose it has made me stronger in some ways but it cost me dearly in others.

>Father grew up in New Zealand during WW2 depression.
>was sent to work on a farm by his Alcoho dad.
>was abused by farmer who wouldn't let him read the news paper.
>found a photo of a boat from a magazine someone had left at a bus stop and used it to build his first boat at 15 years old.
>had a successful boat building business in Auckland.
>sold business to move to Oz. Start new business but got hit hard by rescission.
>still left for work at 5.30 am each morning and worked till 5pm each day.

Side note. When he built his first boat in a milking shed in New Zealand, he didn't know how to swim, had never been on a boat and there was no water near by to sail said boat.
He was a naturally gifted man who I admired and miss every day.

>I don't really know what I'm doing, but I just have to keep doing it.
Man detected

My dad is a weak and angry little man. I have surpassed him in every way. Life is what you make it, let your fathers failings spur you onto success.

That's literally my grandad except he's worked since a child is now in his 70s and has 5 kids instead of 4.

>Dad grew up in Baton Rouge, Louisiana
>Fought a lot growing up because of nigs infesting that city
>Joins Air Force, meets my mom
>Mom also in Air Force
>They fuck and mom gets pregnant, not my dad's first kid (2 previous to 2 different women)
>Born third kid by third woman
>Parents get married in Spain (where they were stationed)
>Little brother a couple years later
>Mom leaves Air Force, dad stays in
>He gets sent to Arkansas on TDY and meets a hooker
>Brings hooker back here to live on our boat
>Mom finds out and parents divorce
>Mom never talks bad about Dad, tries to get him to see us but he's never interested
>He gets kicked out of Air Force for not making rank
>Moves around the country, involved with a different women every time I hear about him
>Go months/years at a time not even talking to him
>Find out he joined Louisiana National Guard, does a few tours in Iraq
>Eventually gets job with Railroad, see him a couple times as an older teen/young adult
>Gets cancer a couple years ago, dies in Oct 2015

Never really knew him. I'm 28 just about to finish trade school, University drop out (was studying for a liberal arts degree). Only ever worked shit jobs, only a couple relationships that didn't go anywhere. The two brothers I know (one from my mom and one from a different woman) have had immense drug problems and been to prison (one is locked up right now, other getting his act together). I hate my dad for not being there to guide us and discipline us to turn us into real men, we've all had to learn shit on our own (I love my mom but a woman can't raise a boy into a man. We're all learning on our own and having a rough go of it). I was the only child to go see my dad on his death bed. My only regret in regards to him was not telling him how much I hated him and resented him for not being there for us. We only rarely ever got to be around him, and we almost never got to talk to him either, at least until we were all grown.

S.

>got trapped & dumped when my daughter was only 12 months old

That's rough

my father was a "stay-at-home dad" in the 90s. He drinks a 6 pack every night, and would often go on binges where he'd stay up all night shouting and rambling to himself, making a lot of noise, repeating 'clever' phrases, and being generally very disruptive and disrespectful.

he's a musician. lives with his high school music teacher. he hasn't worked in years. he's incredibly intelligent, funny, compassionate. well-read, worldly. but there's just something fundamentally broken about him. and i'm not sure what it is or the cause.

he's a great example of what happens to the cuck, before anyone even thought it was a thing. i'm actually suspicious that my family was some sort of early-wave psyop test to see how marxism impacts the family in the modern world (military ties). it was very rare when I was growing up, and now has become disturbingly common place.

i'm old enough to have some experience, and to realize just how unexplainably damaging this kind of dynamic has on children. The more I take the redpill, the more I understand severe problems I had growing up.

i'm too broken to raise kids, but i sure as shit can help educate people about these viles ideologies.

>Wish he taught me something about making connections and leadership - that I had to figure out myself
Sounds a really good man. Sorry if he's not around anymore.

Because he was your father and nothing is every going to change that.
Even after you die in 1000 years he will still be your father.
> it's more stories of various army fuckups rather than combat - understandable as he was in medical.
Yeah thats what a lot of soldiers say, Doesn't mean he didn't see some shit. My uncle was in Australian artillery and only did 1 tour in his 27 years career and is currently in a mental hospital being treated for PTSD.
And as for him not teaching you about leadership and that, a lot of blokes do this because they don't think it is important or think you won't care. You can not make this mistake with your sons.

Don't know much about my dad

He died in prison, while doing 14 yrs for hacking a couple to death with an axe.

my mum tells me he was a good guy though, but something switched in his head and he went apeshit.

My dad was born and raised in Montana on 1800 acres the family homesteaded in 1891. He taught me and my brother how to hunt speed goats, ride horses, assist a hiefer giving birth to a calf and how to reload shotgun shells with dimes . He taught us what it means to be a man and responsible father. He wore carharrt and cowboy boots everyday of his life. He was the Marlboro Man.

my dad was pretty cool But he constantly was coming up with stuff for me to do. almost always perfectly polite though. little high strung in the late years. chill in the early years. bout it.

honestly, what type of job so these Art degree students get? there is so many of them.

> something switched in his head and he went apeshit
You'll find out within yourself.

When I was young my old man was kind of a fuck up, but as I got around 10 years old he got his act together(Dad was 19 and mom was 17). Even from a young age I always remember going out and doing things like fishing, hunting, and various other outdoor activities. I learned how to not take shit and stand up for myself even if it meant getting my ass beat as a kid, even though a few times I got beat up, I made some of the best friends with those kids.

Found out yesterday I'm going to be a dad. Wife is about 1-2 weeks in. I'm pretty happy.

main thing i learned is some shit is a lot of god damn work. I don't want to ever paint a house again.

Lawyer
Heroin addict (goodbye law firm)
Aspergers tier republican
Tranny

Independent since his 19th birthday or so. He started a business right after the revolution and now owns three medium size companies and employs about 200 people. He somehow still finds enough time to spend with family and friends. I don't know how he does that.

my dad was 40 when I was born and he was a weak old man by the time I was 10

>blames loser father on government psyop

>can't handle reality

Like father, like son!

Your dad sounds cool. I also play EvE:O. Is he on goonsquad?

That's why I dropped out of university and am doing trade school now. There's no future in an arts degree other than being professor or academic, and fuck that.
I'm studying to work in the oil and gas industry. I will graduate in May and am looking at starting out at 55k-60k a year and going up over the years. It's not a rich life, but it's better than teaching or working in a pizza restaurant for the rest of my life.

eyup.

i was at the auto store today,

this dad was getting stuck into his son being rude.
it was good to see, because you dont see that very often these days, especially in the west.

Because he does what a lot of busy men don't do.
He makes time for them.

Congratulations and be the best father possible

> i'm too broken to raise kids, but i sure as shit can help educate people about these viles ideologies.
You aren't too broken. Never give up on yourself. Plenty of other people will do that for you.

gas fitter or maintenance technician?

He sounds like a switched on bloke.
I can understand that you miss him, but he isn't gone he is still very much alive in you if you let him.
People only die if you let them die.

My Father is actually a multi-millionaire Alcoholic.

Parents divorced when I was 3, he just spent every night in the pub drinking, but spent the rest of his free time building houses by himself before the property boom.

But he never gave a fuck about children, I rarely saw him after age 11, haven't spoke to him in 5 years. He lives 20 miles away but has no interest in me or my brother. Spent most his life working to make money so he can drink it all away. Sad!

He's dead.

He fucked my mom.

I'm the same. Raised by books and movies.

As for my Dad.
>former nurse, cop, financial broker
I understand him a lot more now that I am older why the way he was. He's a very angry man. Nothing was ever good enough for him coming from me. Never built up my confidence or helped me improve myself. Found out years later his family bullied him when he was a kid (thanks for repeating the cycle).

I think he is a light alcoholic as well. I see him from time to time and we have beers but he always shoves the booze down my throat and gets really unpleasant when he's drunk. Hides it very well though.

You could go on for hours about your father because he is probably the most important part of your life and to have him let you down is one of the greatest disgraces you can experience imo. It just fucks you up. You get the mark of someone with a poor father, look into a dude's eyes and you can usually tell whether his father was good or not. I don't hate my dad but he's a broken man and it kills me I have to live the rest of my life knowing he will never change and die alone. I'll probably be the only one to visit him before he dies because I pity him so much.

He's not that old, in good health and working a non-military job in insurance. Thanks.
Well, stress disorder had hit my mom harder, because at his tours there were two times she and other relatives were seriously worried he's dead - one time it was a siege of a military base, another one it was a heli crash in his unit. He was OK both times, but it's really hard when all such things are reported immediately in the news and he hardly has means to tell us he's OK.

Grats, yo.

I bet you that isn't who your father truley is, he was just engineered to be that way.
Look deeper into your ancestry line and you will find what your blood line is reall about and you will realise that you have it in you to raise kids and be a strong man.

My father is still active in my life despite him and my mother splitting when I was young. He takes too much responsibility which means he kinda has a bad temper, but when we take a walk in the woods all that melts away.
I love him.

>that time he picked a friend and me up while eating ice cream in -35°C
>tfw he brought the whole tub with extra spoons in case we wanted any

My dad has always been a right wing liberal, an ultracapitalist. Even though he always realised immigration was a bad thing, he is now getting redpilled on race due to my constant spewing of rightist propaganda. He is gonna vote Lega Nord in the coming elections (we're Italian), whereas he always voted Berlusconi. Im sure I can get him to vote for CasaPound next elections. Im proud of his progress.

Thank you! I'm hoping for a boy. Twin boys would be even better, they run in my family. It'll be our first child of many hopefully, we're aiming for about 5.
Both of us came from single parent households with complicated family issues, and we want to set it right.

Maintenance tech. After a few years and making some money I hope to go to night school for either engineering or management. Thinking management may be the way to go. Not sure yet.

Don't forget about breast feeding and skin contact for IQ gains

Test Alliance Best Alliance

My dad's a homeless schizophrenic ex-crackhead negro that can't stay out of prison. I met him when I was 26. He tried to get along with me, but he just ended up pissing me off. Couldn't stay out of jail, would say stupid shit then take it back. He really struck as insanely childish. He thought it was perfectly fine to be living on the streets while he's approaching 50 and thought his big break was just around the corner. He could not hold a job to save his life. In the end, I left the state and left him behind without even telling him, not that I knew where he was in the first place.
I did get one thing out of meeting him, if only as a wake up call of wasting my life, which I'll admit I was. I don't have my own place yet, but I have a full time job and am in better shape than I was in high school, both mentally, emotionally, and physically.
Also the stupid fuck and his family believe in creationism. They were stunned when I told them I didn't believe in God. I wish I told them I worshipped the devil instead just to spite them for not even trying to get a hold of me despite living right across town.

Thanks user. I only wish I had the skill he had to create things with my hands the way he could. He was a true craftsman.

But then his best bit of advice to me was not to be a boat builder and to get a government job.
>20yrs + Army.
>living the dream.

likely had an affair and the other chick left him but he was crazy for her

you shouldn't feel that way about your dad.

> Dad grew up in a working class home. His father was an electrical engineer and lawyer.
> Bullshitted his way through school because he was always moving around and hated being the BFNK everywhere he went.
> Worked at a gym out of high school, that's where he met my mom.
> Once I was born he had a come to Jesus moment, got his shit together and went back to finish schooling and become a construction manager.

> Is now Vice President of a local construction company. Golfing and competition shooting in his spare time.

I love my father because he never taught me how to be a victim and raised me with a firm but fair hand.

Greatest dad moment I can think of was when I was 15. He was offered an upper management job for some big international construction firm, would've been making 7 figures easy if he said yes but they made him fly around the U.S. for initial meetings and interviews, for a whole month I only saw him in person twice.

He turned them down because he hated being away from his family all the time. To him being with his wife and child was all he really needed.

Divorced with my mom when I was 2 and died when I was 6.

That is pretty amazing.

You would still have those skills you just haven't brought them out yet.
what corps you in? I"m trying to get in at the moment but being fucked by the woman quota and a few other things.

he saved my ass a lot of times. bought all you can ask.

I'm a dad 8 yr old son

haven't seen him since he was 3

I walked out on his bi-polar mother

she's psychotic, attacked my mum, dad and brother.

her brothers are psychotic.

In the 5 yrs i was with her, her mum, her uncle, her two brothers and her gay friend lived in our various houses

her brother attacked me with a chef's knife because i wouldn't let him take my sons bedroom.

I packed all my shit in 10 minutes on afternoon and drove off, she put a restraining order on me and stopped me from seeing my son.

went through courts for 2 years, she didn't want me to see him.

the rest is history.

I can understand you feel that way but you should never try and say things you don't mean just to hurt your family.

I know little about either of my parents. They never told me anything about their history, life or any situation going on.

As far as my dad.

>Grew up on farm.
>Decided to go to college.
>I guess he tried to become an actor but got pissy that he sucked or something.
>Went in to marketing???
>Worked and traveled a lot.
>Trolled the shit out of me to the point where I would be in tears. Looking back it's probably considered abuse.
>When he wanted to teach me to ride a bike he ripped the cartrige out of my sega, grounded me for a month and then told me to go outside.
>Would do this for pretty much anything he wanted from me. Don't really remember him asking nicely to go do something, always turning off the TV, computer, taking toys and even books out of my hands, some random punishment and then chores.
>When asking him for help on school work he would belittle me.
>Took the belt to me twice because I wasn't doing well in school.
>Parents divorce, both of them claiming and it was each other who cheated and not them.
>Women and her family that he starts seeing do not like me.
>constantly treating me like I'm some problem child.
>Refuses to let me skip a weekend no matter what.
>His house is strict as fuck and I can't even play video games with out him continuing to troll the shit out of me till I want to fucking shoot a school up.
>finally adult and he keeps bitching at me and calling me ungreatful I never see him despite college and a job.
>Keep falling for it desipte every time he just trolls me and belittles me.
>disowns me on Christmas 2014.
>Last time I talk to him was 2016 when my dog died.
>Despite the fact that I was the one who took care of the dog the entire time he tried to take her and put her down while I'm at work.
>Yells at me for a week and half to put her down despite me wanting to do it while I don't have work.
>As we are leaving vet he calls me spoiled and ungreatful child and to call him.

Haven't spoken to him since. Life better without him.

Could you ever forgive him?

> forced to take flu jab through his job
> gets very sick, gets the flu from the jab
> sick for a month
> next year, forced again to take the jab
> gets the flu again, sick for about a month
> retires to become mother's carer
> immune system shot to hell
> 6 months later he gets sick
> 3 months of hospital visits and no food
> I leave a MSc degree to help the family, both parents are sick
> eventually diagnosed with stage IV cancer
> cancer is a typical cancer brought about virus
> Chemo for months, cancer is gone
> dies from kidney failure

> I'm left as carer of mother
> she's sick for about 2 years
> several operations
> she's getting better
> I return to finish degree
> she gets sick again
> She has a non-malignant brain tumor
> now I have to pay her hospital bills
> government screwed me returning to college
> said I sounded foreign
> told me to get records of foreign jobs
> post on Sup Forums
> call everyone pay pigs

Thx for the support m8. She's 14 now & I'm picking her up in a hour.
Her mom got knocked up x2 then married dad no3 in about as many years.
I realised pretty slowly she was genuinely psychotic & thrived on causing misery. All women have a penchant for it, but she was an elite actress for a fucking decade.
I've let my life fall to pieces 'materially' as it were, I'm practically a tramp. So all her venom falls on me & she has lots to bite at & complain about.
I often think I'm mad for feigning madness, then I remember she wanted to put our Daughter on sleeping pills at 5yrs old. What is the best defence to an estranged Munchausen's by proxy baby momma?
Anyway, she's doing the whole Stepford wife routine just to spite me, and she's pretty good at it. lel ;^)

Left me before I was born and now works at Walmart

Nothing personnel

Does he give you a discount?

I literally don't even recognize my dad's family. I only recognized my dad because he looked like me. They refused to help my grandparents raise me when they lived right across town and being major business owners or some shit, leaving us to live in squalor. I have no intention of ever talking to them again. I have received love and care from my mom's family and they are my only family as far as I'm concerned.

The only nice thing I can say about them is that my paternal grandfather seemed like a nice man while he was alive and was very accomplished from what I gathered. I think he actually had a similar view of religion as I do because he refused to go to church with his family and would instead pray at a garage shrine. Seems interesting. Oh well, they're dead to me all the same.

Honestly your dad sounds alright and you sound like an entitled faggot. You are treating your precious video games like a right, rather than a privelege.

You come off as an immature child. Your dad should’ve brought out the belt more often.

>t. Father of four who refuses to buy them a tablet, DS, any kind of console

>be my dad
>hook up with mother
>hardcore druggie
>meth, weed, the works
>all 5 of his siblings are huge into drugs, brother apparently grew the best weed in southern Indiana
>I'm born
>later twin bros born
>go out and drink with friends leaving mom with 3 kids, no job or car and caring for strung out aunt who steals from her
>joins army and we move to Texas
>goes AWOL twice, dishonourably discharged
>parents get divorce
>shared custody, but eventually stops showing up
>he moves back to IN to live with mother
>no contact for years dispite him having contact info
>2016 he has a stroke
>after recovering he chokes on some food and goes braindead and we eventually pull the plug