Dear Dad
I have no father, I disowned him years ago. someone said to me this fathers day "come on, he bought you a car and everything give him a break" I'm sorry, but gifts and money do not make a good dad. i never had one of those. He has grudgingly earned some of my respect back by building stronger relationships with my brother and sister, but that is a completely different story then just trying to buy my forgiveness with fancy things, which is not for sale. Now, I accept he's not the same man he once was, which is why I have allowed him to be around my life again, why I even talk to him at all in the first place, but the old man he is now and the young man who should have been my father are not the same people, and I do not respect the young man that once was, even if I've come to love the old man he is now. But Fathers day still hurts. Still makes me want to scream "where were you when the young man was leaving us?" "where were you when I was scared?" the old man was not there, and could not be there, and there fore is just a man and not my father, I have no father. All I ever wanted was to be accepted.