breatheH20
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This last year has been horrible for me, in every sort of way. Outside of my wonderful relationship with my boyfriend, it's been nothing but turmoil, mostly due to the relationship with my dad.
To give a little back story, I grew up in Germany, I'm half German and half black, and my dad was in the military. Yeah, so he's definitely a hard ass when it comes to things. I always thought otherwise until my mom passed away. I swear, he cried the last drop of emotion he had left out that day, because from then on, it was all to hell.
He then pulled a 180* and went to town on me and my brother, physically, mentally, and especially emotionally. He would constantly be on our case. Say things like "It seems like you get dumber as you get older" and things of that nature.
The moment I figured it out, that he wasn't the lovable guy I thought he was, that he had changed, was when I took Tae Kwon Do. I had ranked up in belts (white -> yellow), which means the test was a fight, and breaking a board in half with my hand. I did it..!
Yay! After my test was over, and I received my belt, my dad told me something that broke my heart forever. He said "Boards don't hit back."
It crushed me, I was so proud of myself, and he managed to take 2 months of work and crush it into dust in 5 seconds.
From then on, there were similar things, constant bickering between him and my stepmother, him wailing on me, throwing me on back of a car once, punching my face 20 times in one evening, and even an instance where I fought him off of his gun, because he was saying he was going to shoot himself.
Then, I got out of high school, went on to college. And he still managed to get to me then.. So, last summer, I got hurt on the job, and I just casually told him about it in a conversation, not looking for sympathy or anything, and he just goes off on me, saying "Didn't I always tell you to get in shape? You lazy, you a fat-ass, and don't do nothing!" (which is ironic I should even care, since he's 300 lbs. himself).
It hurt, he always jumped on my case like that, managing to make my situations worse. If I was down about something, and coulda use a spirit lift, he would be right there to make me feel worse. Anyway, that day I decided to not take it anymore.
We talked on and off until August, and then I was trying to bury the hatchet and start fresh, he went off on me, so for once in my life I went off on him. I told him everything I felt for the last 8 years, how unappreciated I felt, for being by his side since my mother passed away, and how he's a complete fuckin' idiot for doing the things he does. It was harsh. He deserved it.
We didn't talk for 10 months.
In that time, my family managed to wiggle their way in and make things worse, telling me it was my fault and I had it coming to me (which at first they didn't, but as time went by, they changed their story). So, all they've been saying lately is apologize.
Well, my sophomore year of college just ended, I have a 2.6 GPA, I lost all my scholarships, and the only way I could continue college is I get loans and a couple other things. But I need a copy of his 1040 to do it.
So, I braved up, and called him this morning, carried a conversation, and told him I was sorry for how I said the things I said, but not for the actual things I said. They were true. This apology was supposed to benefit me, but I feel so horrible right now it's ridiculous.
He cried for about 10 seconds, and then persisted to do the things he always did, telling me what I need to do, telling me i need to get my shit together, and things of that sort..
Here's where he broke my heart again. He asked me did I have a girlfriend, I told him I was seeing someone, and then he yells at me for about a minute saying "I raised you better than that; you'll never bring another man in my house."
What's funny is his girlfriend's daughter is a lesbian, but he doesn't give a damn about her anyway.
So it cut me deep when he said that. I got off the phone with him, felt like things would be different. But they weren't. I told him I loved him, he said "Yup"..
I feel awful.. I did it so I could possibly stay in school, but I see now it wasn't worth it. I'm hurting so much now. Why would he do this to his own kid? Why would he want to treat the last remnants of his wife like this?
The stories can get longer but, I'll stop here... I just needed to vent... I would appreciate some comments.
I cut him off for 10 months because he was causing me extra stress, and now I let him back in.. I'm just hurting so much right now.... I haven't cried like this since my mom died.
To give a little back story, I grew up in Germany, I'm half German and half black, and my dad was in the military. Yeah, so he's definitely a hard ass when it comes to things. I always thought otherwise until my mom passed away. I swear, he cried the last drop of emotion he had left out that day, because from then on, it was all to hell.
He then pulled a 180* and went to town on me and my brother, physically, mentally, and especially emotionally. He would constantly be on our case. Say things like "It seems like you get dumber as you get older" and things of that nature.
The moment I figured it out, that he wasn't the lovable guy I thought he was, that he had changed, was when I took Tae Kwon Do. I had ranked up in belts (white -> yellow), which means the test was a fight, and breaking a board in half with my hand. I did it..!
It crushed me, I was so proud of myself, and he managed to take 2 months of work and crush it into dust in 5 seconds.
From then on, there were similar things, constant bickering between him and my stepmother, him wailing on me, throwing me on back of a car once, punching my face 20 times in one evening, and even an instance where I fought him off of his gun, because he was saying he was going to shoot himself.
Then, I got out of high school, went on to college. And he still managed to get to me then.. So, last summer, I got hurt on the job, and I just casually told him about it in a conversation, not looking for sympathy or anything, and he just goes off on me, saying "Didn't I always tell you to get in shape? You lazy, you a fat-ass, and don't do nothing!" (which is ironic I should even care, since he's 300 lbs. himself).
It hurt, he always jumped on my case like that, managing to make my situations worse. If I was down about something, and coulda use a spirit lift, he would be right there to make me feel worse. Anyway, that day I decided to not take it anymore.
We talked on and off until August, and then I was trying to bury the hatchet and start fresh, he went off on me, so for once in my life I went off on him. I told him everything I felt for the last 8 years, how unappreciated I felt, for being by his side since my mother passed away, and how he's a complete fuckin' idiot for doing the things he does. It was harsh. He deserved it.
We didn't talk for 10 months.
In that time, my family managed to wiggle their way in and make things worse, telling me it was my fault and I had it coming to me (which at first they didn't, but as time went by, they changed their story). So, all they've been saying lately is apologize.
Well, my sophomore year of college just ended, I have a 2.6 GPA, I lost all my scholarships, and the only way I could continue college is I get loans and a couple other things. But I need a copy of his 1040 to do it.
So, I braved up, and called him this morning, carried a conversation, and told him I was sorry for how I said the things I said, but not for the actual things I said. They were true. This apology was supposed to benefit me, but I feel so horrible right now it's ridiculous.
He cried for about 10 seconds, and then persisted to do the things he always did, telling me what I need to do, telling me i need to get my shit together, and things of that sort..
Here's where he broke my heart again. He asked me did I have a girlfriend, I told him I was seeing someone, and then he yells at me for about a minute saying "I raised you better than that; you'll never bring another man in my house."
What's funny is his girlfriend's daughter is a lesbian, but he doesn't give a damn about her anyway.
So it cut me deep when he said that. I got off the phone with him, felt like things would be different. But they weren't. I told him I loved him, he said "Yup"..
I feel awful.. I did it so I could possibly stay in school, but I see now it wasn't worth it. I'm hurting so much now. Why would he do this to his own kid? Why would he want to treat the last remnants of his wife like this?
The stories can get longer but, I'll stop here... I just needed to vent... I would appreciate some comments.
I cut him off for 10 months because he was causing me extra stress, and now I let him back in.. I'm just hurting so much right now.... I haven't cried like this since my mom died.


















