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well, we talked about stuff last night. we both got a lot off our chests. i still don't feel better and neither does she, but at least we're closer to the same page now. feeling that i need to confront my dad, or at least write him a letter or something...or.....i don't fucking know.....this is really hard.....this is so shitty....
i've realised, though, that my motivation in life is just wrong. i want to succeed because i want to be better than my dad. this is stupid. i should want to succeed because I want to succeed. the fact that i'm letting him affect my life at all means that i'm letting this loser win. this is no good. maybe i can learn how not to do that.
i've realised, though, that my motivation in life is just wrong. i want to succeed because i want to be better than my dad. this is stupid. i should want to succeed because I want to succeed. the fact that i'm letting him affect my life at all means that i'm letting this loser win. this is no good. maybe i can learn how not to do that.