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I made the grave mistake of telling my mother I feel like my father doesn't like me. She of course in turn told my father. He picked me up from work and approached me about it. My father and I have a complex relationship. In a lot of ways we are a lot alike. We are introspective and moody. But he is very indifferent towards me. I just adore him and a lot of our problems stem from this. Ever since I was a little girl I can remember racing downstairs as soon as my father came home from work. I would be so excited to see him. He just usually gave me a monosyllabic response. He seemed burdened by me and my inquiring about his day. He is just a cold man. But somedays I see a glimmer of the father I used to know who would kiss me on the forehead or whisper secrets in my ears. Then the very next day he is back to his regular self. My mother was sick a lot when I was younger so most of my early memories are centered around me and my dad. Times where he would hold my hand and semi-drag me across the street as he raced to work, times where he would take me to the coolest parks in the city. He would hug me and tell me that he loved me. As I got older he became very distant from me. When we around other people he is the nicest, most social guy you will ever meet. But when its just us, Its the complete opposite. He said he is going to try harder. He always says that though so its hard to believe him. I am leaving in four months and I am not sure my father will even bat an eye.