my father failed me.
My father was never home, he'd walk me to school once in a while or drop by for dinner and then he'd be off to "work."
When I was 9 or 10 he was caught cheating with an 18 year old, it wasn't the first or last time before their divorce years later.
He abused my mother physically and me, mentally and emotionally.
My dad left and was never around except to ask me to give him money and when he promised to be "faithful" when getting back together with my mom he gave me two little brother's before leaving again. He even told me he wished he hadn't had them.
He never pays child support but expects me to hang out with him and be his best friend although he already told me once that he disowned me and wish I wasn't his child either.

they both failed me.

my father failed to be around.
he failed to choose his wife over his parents.
he doesn't believe in child support.
he failed to tell us about his fiance,
until we were to be bridesmaids for a bitch.
he still fails, even now, for trying to buy my love.

my mother fails to get herself help,
so she takes it out on us,
and says the cruelest things.
she puts me in the middle,
and i can't take it.

sometimes, i can't stand either of them.

man that sucks... i really wish parents would wake up and realize the responsibility of having KIDS!

i wish they could take some freakin classes or something, or maybe have someone slap em around and knock some sense into em.

i haven't seen my dad since 96. he hasn't called me since 2004 and that was only to ask me retarded questions, yell at me, and then ask to speak to my mother.

he disowned me too, years ago. but i never cared. his loss not mine.

i'd have to agree with that bluesun. I do feel that it's his loss and not mine, although I've stopped believing that one day he'll realize what he let go of. c'est la vie right?
oh, and forget the slapping...I'd head right for the shovel. Maybe hitting them over the head with a blunt object would set horrible parents straight.

ha, ya'll are hilarious!

hmm maybe you are right about the shovel thing lol

i always thought it was my mother that failed me, but when i told my father about my ed and he told me i was a disgrace to the family name and left me crying in a cafe in town.

it wan't till after that did i discover that he'd also abused my mother when she was preg with my little bro, he kicked her in the stomach,

But my mother metal abused me growing up but i don't blame either of them, everything that has ever happened to me has made me stronger

My father failed me in so many ways.
He's a jerk.
He doesn't believe that anyone under the age of 30 can think for themselves
He trash talks my mother
He thinks that love is for sale and because he makes A LOT of money he can try and by us
He ruined my relationship with my grandmother (his mother) and a couple of my cousins as well.
He is emotionally abusive.
He likes to put on the happy family face but in reality nothing is okay.
He lies and cheats.
He pretends to pay child support but never gives my mom what she is due.
He likes to drive wedges between people. My older brother and I have a difficult relationship because of him.
He never keeps his promises.
He turned my sweet little brother into a mini him
He hates my older brother for no reason. When my brother and I moved out, I was the only one he tried to pursue a relationship with.
He's a self hating bigot.
He won't even aknowledge how big a role I played in the upbringing of my little brother.
And those are just the ones I'm willing to share

My father fails me.
He choose drugs over us, his family.
Verbally abused, manipulated, lied to and stole from my mother.
Threatened to hurt me if my Mom called the police.
Postponed the divorce for as long as possible, while we barely survived.
Uses his visitation time with me to spite my mother.
Verbally, and sometimes even physically abuses me.
Invalidates every emotion I have, especially if it concerns him.
Would hand me over to his mom and sister while he watched TV.
Holds money over my mother's head as a threat, to get what he wants or to keep from loosing visitation .
Guilts or bribes me into seeing him.
Pays for drugs before child support.
Said I was a screw up in a public restaurant - in front of everyone.
Fails to see he hurts us, making up excuses and never apologizing.
Tells everybody else he does everything right, and has a great relationship with me. What a lie.
My father fails me by not being a parent, placing crack cocaine before his daughter.

My mother doesn't fail me - my mother just hurts me.
She takes out her emotions on me.
Screams whenever I get upset or start to cry.
Looses it with me for minor things, or no reason at all.
Asks me to tell her what's wrong, but can never stand the answer.
Bad talks herself in front of me, making me feel like crap.
Can't handle anything, so she leans on me for support.
Acts like a crying child on minute, and then expects to be treated as an adult soon after.
Swings from hating certain family members (for good reason) to defending them very quickly.
Takes no responsibility for her outbursts, always blaming it on life, my father, etc.

My father failed me
He cheated
Said horrible things
Not it hurts he pretends to care
Like he didn't give a damn before
He takes away my county level swimming
My grade 7 ballet
All so he could have a large 3 storey house
And mum basically gets a shit hole

A sittuation which makes me cut

my mom didnt fail me
my dad didnt fail me
I failed ME by not being who everyone thinks i am.

Again, with never getting straight answers from either of my parents, both of them have failed me.

My mom failed me when she moved out and does not try hard to see me anymore.

My dad tries to be there for me, but he fails me when he depends on me to do everything. And he fails me for all the negative things he says about my mother and relationships.

my mum failed me by walking out the front door when i was 14 (my sisters were 12 and 8) to be with another man, just like her mother did to her.
my mum failed me by choosing the man she cheated on my dad with over her kids on christmas day.
my mum failed by forcing my dad into a situation where he couldn't afford to keep our family home with only his paycheck, so we had to move.
my mum then failed me again by buying a house with her boyfriend down the street from my dad's new house. stepping on our toes a little don't you think??

my dad failed me by not protecting his daughters from the awful details of their separation. his thinks he did. he gives himself more credit than he is due.

both of my parents fail me. i dont think my father paid child support, not really mad about that but he supposedly loved me and my older brother so much but was never consistant in visits. after going through a series of horrible events, i see how much of a failure he is as a parent. he moved around fairly regularly when i was a kid leaving maybe a 30-60 min each way travel time to see us, but he used that as an excuse to not visit, he also struggled with being uncomfortable with a family setting. he chose his fears and insecurites over me and my brother. i've been tested with those factors too when it came to my animals, love is so much stronger than fear and i would have sold my soul to protect them, they are my greatest weakness and greatest strength. i chose them and love of them instead of the fear, a feeling he'd never know. he chose himself, other relationships over his children he supposedly loved. there are many things i will always be grateful for and appreciate but there's a lot that isnt right. my mother gave my brother and i the basics, a home, food, but the relationship is so shallow. she will manipulate, flip flop at the drop of a hat, constantly blind, flips out over the simplest, smallest things, will dictate what to do instead of helping to find what i need. there is no depth. i had a razor to my wrist because of my mother. she will completely ignore me and what i need. i have a good long list of who i don't want to be because of them. my whole life i was treated to shut the f*** up and take bad treatment of anyone i would meet, to ignore what i need or want, to not question anyone. that in conjuction with my father who chose himself over his children, i ended up continuting to meet men who treated me like this too.