i'm standing on the edge
" McDonald's or KFC?"
vs.
"Red Lobster, then?"
The first is Dad. The second is Mom. And my father wonders why we don't bond?
Don't get me wrong, I love my father--I mean, he does provide for our family, and he's paying for my education--but I'd really just like to see him show more interest in me than he does in work and sports. It used to be different. I remember driving home from volleyball practice with him; we had real conversations--about school and friends and sports. We had a normal father-daughter relationship. I never thought I'd say it, but I really miss that, even if it did mean the lowering of my self-esteem through his volleyball coaching.
In one year all of that has changed. He liked me better as a straight, quiet, Varsity Volleyball-playing, good-girl daughter--just the way my sister was. Now that I'm a bisexual, Intramural Volleyball-playing, girl-who-doesn't-care-what-others-think daughter who speaks her mind, he doesn't care. He doesn't want anything to do with me. Maybe I should just run away--not like he'd miss me.
There was a reason I always hated change, and now I see why: it hurts.
vs.
"Red Lobster, then?"
The first is Dad. The second is Mom. And my father wonders why we don't bond?
Don't get me wrong, I love my father--I mean, he does provide for our family, and he's paying for my education--but I'd really just like to see him show more interest in me than he does in work and sports. It used to be different. I remember driving home from volleyball practice with him; we had real conversations--about school and friends and sports. We had a normal father-daughter relationship. I never thought I'd say it, but I really miss that, even if it did mean the lowering of my self-esteem through his volleyball coaching.
In one year all of that has changed. He liked me better as a straight, quiet, Varsity Volleyball-playing, good-girl daughter--just the way my sister was. Now that I'm a bisexual, Intramural Volleyball-playing, girl-who-doesn't-care-what-others-think daughter who speaks her mind, he doesn't care. He doesn't want anything to do with me. Maybe I should just run away--not like he'd miss me.
There was a reason I always hated change, and now I see why: it hurts.