Ever hear that phrase? "Keeping up apperances". That is what's going on with my dad and I. We're "keeping up apperances". Nobody in his family knows the extent of the problems we are having. He won't even let himself admit it. Looking from the outside in, we'd seem to have a pretty good relationship. Always laughing. But, really, we're just keeping up apperances. I'm tired of it, though. I've tried to talk to him, but he just won't try to understand. He doesn't want to. He just wants me to let it go, and go with him when I'm supposed to. How can I let the fact that my father was never there for me in my life go? Even before the divorce, he wasn't there. I would wait up at night until I heard the garage door, then I knew he was home. Sometimes it was until 1 in the morning, but I had to know he was home. I really hate just having a "surface relationship" with him.
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