GAF Anonymous Confessions thread 4.0 the last huzzah

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ronito said:
Man, I was thinking about this this morning. I'm glad that my kids don't have to go through this. I've been blessed with a steady/drama-free dad so it's sorta like talking to someone who's never truly been hungry about starvation, I can get it must be hard but I'd be lying if I said I truly understood.
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My dad also made mistakes in the past, but he is still a part of the family. I can kind of see where this confession is coming from, except my dad just sucks. He is a seflsih racist bigot who puts me down every chance he gets, and is always looking for a way to scam others or game the system. I go out of my way to avoid him. So in a way I envy those with absentee fathers!

Just about fifteen minutes ago he called to tell me my father's day present to him sucked and I am going nowhere in life, then complained I haven't come to visit him since Easter. Man, I hate him.

Because I am feeling pretty pissed off, here is a quick non-anon confession/rant:

My junior year of college I was really struggling financially. I was working two part time jobs and taking a full course load. I was living basically paycheck to paycheck, with rent and tuition taking up a huge chunk of my finances. When my dad found out about that, he told me I could ask him anytime for help.

I hate asking anyone for help, let alone my superiority-complexed father, but about two weeks after this I could not deal with the debt anymore. I didn't want to have to take out a loan, but I was sick of fast food and ramen, and I was having trouble keeping up on rent. So I call up my dad.

"I think I will have to take you up on that offer for help. I don't need much, maybe a couple hundred, and I will pay you back when I can."

"About that, I don't think I'll be able to help out after all."

"Even just like $50 would be a huge help."

"Yeah, I just bought a grand piano. It's an antique, from 1904. $20,000, and another $10,000 to have it restored."

"What? Why?"

"What do you mean why?"

I think I just hung up at that point. No one in my family even plays piano. To this day he has the thing, a full sized antique grand piano, in the front room of his house. It is in great condition, looks brand new, and has gold trim all around the edges. He gets it tuned twice a year. It has never been played.

I am the only person in my family to have graduated college, outside of my mother (who went back as a student in her late 30s -- she and I started around the same time). My little brother is a college drop out with several arrests and couple stints of rehab under his belt. He's spent time as a drug dealer, hasn't held a single job for over a year, and has severe anger management problems. Three months ago my dad threw a party for him and bought him a house -- just because.

I don't know why my dad doesn't like me. I don't know that I am even upset about it. It's clear I am a disappointment to him, but I don't know why, and he has never even attempted to elaborate on what his problems with me are. He always just yells at me to "get it together," or "grow up," but I always feel like I am doing the best I can. I spent most of my childhood picking up his slack and fixing his fuck ups, to the point where I really don't feel like I had a childhood at all. I worked for him at the family business starting in sixth grade, and spent my nights, 4p-9p, nearly every day through my senior year of high school, working for him as a waiter and dishwasher for literally no pay (until I got a car, at which point he started giving me $50 a week for gas).

When I left home at 17 years old, he hired on one of my younger brothers and paid him the legal minimum wage. It's like he goes out of his way to make it obvious I'm being shorted.

Last real conversation I had with him he lamented my lack of manners, and how I don't treat him with any respect. All the while I'm biting my tongue and thinking to myself, "that's only because you are a massive asshole."

Sometimes it feels like I am in the movie Hot Rod and all I want to do is beat him in a fight.

I remember when I was real young, maybe 10 or 11, I made a bet against him and won (it was something stupid, like what the dates were for changing the clock for daylight savings time). He paid out $50 and I remember him saying to me, "I know you wouldn't give this to me if you lost, but I'm giving it to you because that's what a real man does."

I gotta stop adding to this. Getting way off track. Just, man, fuck my dad. I do not know a single other person who is as much of a fuck as he is.
 
ronito said:
For me I've never done any drugs but I really can't get riled up about someone else's drug use. I don't get people that do.

Also:
I love that someone used the confessional to subscribe to Dish network.
At least have some class, go DirectTv.
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i laughed way to hard at this.

I came for the confessions, I stayed for ronitos snark.
 
ronito said:
For me I've never done any drugs but I really can't get riled up about someone else's drug use. I don't get people that do.
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Generally I agree, but there is a certain breed of drug user (on gaf and in real life) who feels the need to brag about how awesome it is, and how people who haven't tried it must be super uptight and 'haven't really lived/ experienced the truth'. That is really annoying, especially when it doesn't even relate to the conversation at hand.
 
Crunched said:
My dad also made mistakes in the past, but he is still a part of the family. I can kind of see where this confession is coming from, except my dad just sucks. He is a seflsih racist bigot who puts me down every chance he gets, and is always looking for a way to scam others or game the system. I go out of my way to avoid him. So in a way I envy those with absentee fathers!

Just about fifteen minutes ago he called to tell me my father's day present to him sucked and I am going nowhere in life, then complained I haven't come to visit him since Easter. Man, I hate him.

Because I am feeling pretty pissed off, here is a quick non-anon confession/rant:

My junior year of college I was really struggling financially. I was working two part time jobs and taking a full course load. I was living basically paycheck to paycheck, with rent and tuition taking up a huge chunk of my finances. When my dad found out about that, he told me I could ask him anytime for help.

I hate asking anyone for help, let alone my superiority-complexed father, but about two weeks after this I could not deal with the debt anymore. I didn't want to have to take out a loan, but I was sick of fast food and ramen, and I was having trouble keeping up on rent. So I call up my dad.

"I think I will have to take you up on that offer for help. I don't need much, maybe a couple hundred, and I will pay you back when I can."

"About that, I don't think I'll be able to help out after all."

"Even just like $50 would be a huge help."

"Yeah, I just bought a grand piano. It's an antique, from 1904. $20,000, and another $10,000 to have it restored."

"What? Why?"

"What do you mean why?"

I think I just hung up at that point. No one in my family even plays piano. To this day he has the thing, a full sized antique grand piano, in the front room of his house. It is in great condition, looks brand new, and has gold trim all around the edges. He gets it tuned twice a year. It has never been played.

I am the only person in my family to have graduated college, outside of my mother (who went back as a student in her late 30s -- she and I started around the same time). My little brother is a college drop out with several arrests and couple stints of rehab under his belt. He's spent time as a drug dealer, hasn't held a single job for over a year, and has severe anger management problems. Three months ago my dad threw a party for him and bought him a house -- just because.

I don't know why my dad doesn't like me. I don't know that I am even upset about it. It's clear I am a disappointment to him, but I don't know why, and he has never even attempted to elaborate on what his problems with me are. He always just yells at me to "get it together," or "grow up," but I always feel like I am doing the best I can. I spent most of my childhood picking up his slack and fixing his fuck ups, to the point where I really don't feel like I had a childhood at all. I worked for him at the family business starting in sixth grade, and spent my nights, 4p-9p, nearly every day through my senior year of high school, working for him as a waiter and dishwasher for literally no pay (until I got a car, at which point he started giving me $50 a week for gas).

When I left home at 17 years old, he hired on one of my younger brothers and paid him the legal minimum wage. It's like he goes out of his way to make it obvious I'm being shorted.

Last real conversation I had with him he lamented my lack of manners, and how I don't treat him with any respect. All the while I'm biting my tongue and thinking to myself, "that's only because you are a massive asshole."

Sometimes it feels like I am in the movie Hot Rod and all I want to do is beat him in a fight.

I remember when I was real young, maybe 10 or 11, I made a bet against him and won (it was something stupid, like what the dates were for changing the clock for daylight savings time). He paid out $50 and I remember him saying to me, "I know you wouldn't give this to me if you lost, but I'm giving it to you because that's what a real man does."

I gotta stop adding to this. Getting way off track. Just, man, fuck my dad. I do not know a single other person who is as much of a fuck as he is.
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Your dad is a fucking toxic asshole. I suggest cutting all ties with him altogether and go make your own life somewhere else.
 
Crunched said:
My dad also made mistakes in the past, but he is still a part of the family. I can kind of see where this confession is coming from, except my dad just sucks. He is a seflsih racist bigot who puts me down every chance he gets, and is always looking for a way to scam others or game the system. I go out of my way to avoid him. So in a way I envy those with absentee fathers!

Just about fifteen minutes ago he called to tell me my father's day present to him sucked and I am going nowhere in life, then complained I haven't come to visit him since Easter. Man, I hate him.

Because I am feeling pretty pissed off, here is a quick non-anon confession/rant:

My junior year of college I was really struggling financially. I was working two part time jobs and taking a full course load. I was living basically paycheck to paycheck, with rent and tuition taking up a huge chunk of my finances. When my dad found out about that, he told me I could ask him anytime for help.

I hate asking anyone for help, let alone my superiority-complexed father, but about two weeks after this I could not deal with the debt anymore. I didn't want to have to take out a loan, but I was sick of fast food and ramen, and I was having trouble keeping up on rent. So I call up my dad.

"I think I will have to take you up on that offer for help. I don't need much, maybe a couple hundred, and I will pay you back when I can."

"About that, I don't think I'll be able to help out after all."

"Even just like $50 would be a huge help."

"Yeah, I just bought a grand piano. It's an antique, from 1904. $20,000, and another $10,000 to have it restored."

"What? Why?"

"What do you mean why?"

I think I just hung up at that point. No one in my family even plays piano. To this day he has the thing, a full sized antique grand piano, in the front room of his house. It is in great condition, looks brand new, and has gold trim all around the edges. He gets it tuned twice a year. It has never been played.

I am the only person in my family to have graduated college, outside of my mother (who went back as a student in her late 30s -- she and I started around the same time). My little brother is a college drop out with several arrests and couple stints of rehab under his belt. He's spent time as a drug dealer, hasn't held a single job for over a year, and has severe anger management problems. Three months ago my dad threw a party for him and bought him a house -- just because.

I don't know why my dad doesn't like me. I don't know that I am even upset about it. It's clear I am a disappointment to him, but I don't know why, and he has never even attempted to elaborate on what his problems with me are. He always just yells at me to "get it together," or "grow up," but I always feel like I am doing the best I can. I spent most of my childhood picking up his slack and fixing his fuck ups, to the point where I really don't feel like I had a childhood at all. I worked for him at the family business starting in sixth grade, and spent my nights, 4p-9p, nearly every day through my senior year of high school, working for him as a waiter and dishwasher for literally no pay (until I got a car, at which point he started giving me $50 a week for gas).

When I left home at 17 years old, he hired on one of my younger brothers and paid him the legal minimum wage. It's like he goes out of his way to make it obvious I'm being shorted.

Last real conversation I had with him he lamented my lack of manners, and how I don't treat him with any respect. All the while I'm biting my tongue and thinking to myself, "that's only because you are a massive asshole."

Sometimes it feels like I am in the movie Hot Rod and all I want to do is beat him in a fight.

I remember when I was real young, maybe 10 or 11, I made a bet against him and won (it was something stupid, like what the dates were for changing the clock for daylight savings time). He paid out $50 and I remember him saying to me, "I know you wouldn't give this to me if you lost, but I'm giving it to you because that's what a real man does."

I gotta stop adding to this. Getting way off track. Just, man, fuck my dad. I do not know a single other person who is as much of a fuck as he is.
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I think you should call him up and tell him you're coming over to give him the rest of his father's day gift. Bring a guitar case with a bow on it, take it over to the piano and tell him you wrote him a song. Open the case, remove the shiny ax and begin to chop the hell out of that fucking piano.
 
shanshan310 said:
Generally I agree, but there is a certain breed of drug user (on gaf and in real life) who feels the need to brag about how awesome it is, and how people who haven't tried it must be super uptight and 'haven't really lived/ experienced the truth'. That is really annoying, especially when it doesn't even relate to the conversation at hand.
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Sounds like you need to try some of the many amazing and totally illegal drugs that I use all the time.
 
shanshan310 said:
Generally I agree, but there is a certain breed of drug user (on gaf and in real life) who feels the need to brag about how awesome it is, and how people who haven't tried it must be super uptight and 'haven't really lived/ experienced the truth'. That is really annoying, especially when it doesn't even relate to the conversation at hand.
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Oh douche bags are still douche bags. But getting on people just because of drug use is just something I'm like "meh..." about. So I think we're in agreement.
 
Crunched said:
My dad also made mistakes in the past, but he is still a part of the family. I can kind of see where this confession is coming from, except my dad just sucks. He is a seflsih racist bigot who puts me down every chance he gets, and is always looking for a way to scam others or game the system. I go out of my way to avoid him. So in a way I envy those with absentee fathers!

Just about fifteen minutes ago he called to tell me my father's day present to him sucked and I am going nowhere in life, then complained I haven't come to visit him since Easter. Man, I hate him.

Because I am feeling pretty pissed off, here is a quick non-anon confession/rant:

My junior year of college I was really struggling financially. I was working two part time jobs and taking a full course load. I was living basically paycheck to paycheck, with rent and tuition taking up a huge chunk of my finances. When my dad found out about that, he told me I could ask him anytime for help.

I hate asking anyone for help, let alone my superiority-complexed father, but about two weeks after this I could not deal with the debt anymore. I didn't want to have to take out a loan, but I was sick of fast food and ramen, and I was having trouble keeping up on rent. So I call up my dad.

"I think I will have to take you up on that offer for help. I don't need much, maybe a couple hundred, and I will pay you back when I can."

"About that, I don't think I'll be able to help out after all."

"Even just like $50 would be a huge help."

"Yeah, I just bought a grand piano. It's an antique, from 1904. $20,000, and another $10,000 to have it restored."

"What? Why?"

"What do you mean why?"

I think I just hung up at that point. No one in my family even plays piano. To this day he has the thing, a full sized antique grand piano, in the front room of his house. It is in great condition, looks brand new, and has gold trim all around the edges. He gets it tuned twice a year. It has never been played.

I am the only person in my family to have graduated college, outside of my mother (who went back as a student in her late 30s -- she and I started around the same time). My little brother is a college drop out with several arrests and couple stints of rehab under his belt. He's spent time as a drug dealer, hasn't held a single job for over a year, and has severe anger management problems. Three months ago my dad threw a party for him and bought him a house -- just because.

I don't know why my dad doesn't like me. I don't know that I am even upset about it. It's clear I am a disappointment to him, but I don't know why, and he has never even attempted to elaborate on what his problems with me are. He always just yells at me to "get it together," or "grow up," but I always feel like I am doing the best I can. I spent most of my childhood picking up his slack and fixing his fuck ups, to the point where I really don't feel like I had a childhood at all. I worked for him at the family business starting in sixth grade, and spent my nights, 4p-9p, nearly every day through my senior year of high school, working for him as a waiter and dishwasher for literally no pay (until I got a car, at which point he started giving me $50 a week for gas).

When I left home at 17 years old, he hired on one of my younger brothers and paid him the legal minimum wage. It's like he goes out of his way to make it obvious I'm being shorted.

Last real conversation I had with him he lamented my lack of manners, and how I don't treat him with any respect. All the while I'm biting my tongue and thinking to myself, "that's only because you are a massive asshole."

Sometimes it feels like I am in the movie Hot Rod and all I want to do is beat him in a fight.

I remember when I was real young, maybe 10 or 11, I made a bet against him and won (it was something stupid, like what the dates were for changing the clock for daylight savings time). He paid out $50 and I remember him saying to me, "I know you wouldn't give this to me if you lost, but I'm giving it to you because that's what a real man does."

I gotta stop adding to this. Getting way off track. Just, man, fuck my dad. I do not know a single other person who is as much of a fuck as he is.
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I had a manager sorta like this once. He hated all the people that were really good at what they did and he'd pull them into halls and yell at them. But people that were terrible he'd shelter and be the first to defend them. It totally drove me crazy until a co-worker explained it to me. He liked to have a project. A bad person was a person he could make better and thereby make himself look better, but a good person couldn't be made better easily, so he had to tear them down to look good. Once I stopped to think about it, it made total sense.
 
Crunched said:
I gotta stop adding to this. Getting way off track. Just, man, fuck my dad. I do not know a single other person who is as much of a fuck as he is.
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Dude, my dad wasn't perfect but your dad is a total dick. And I'm sorry that you had to have someone like that as your father figure, who is supposed to be a pillar of support in your life. But at least it doesn't seem like you have a complex where you can't understand why you can't make him happy or love you without judging you, or at very least not being a dick. You seem to have sized him up pretty well and moved on. Not trying to waste time understanding it because the answer would probably not be worth it at this point, or it wouldn't bring closure or some kind of enlightenment. Maybe he holds you to a really high standard, maybe he secretly thinks you're the most competent and so you don't need support like your other siblings. Maybe he's threatened by you, who knows. I think the best thing is to eventually write a really hilarious book. Separate from the relationship with your crappy dad, and just see the humor in it from an outside angle and write the most fucked up book titled "Happy Father's Day", make tons of money from it and then give him a free copy for Father's Day. Embellish a bit if you need to, but dude, that's like a movie that a ton of people would pay to see.
 
I was actually thinking about the fact that I haven't seen my father for about 20 years. He made me the man I am by not being present in ny life. At this point in time the only thing I am interested in is his will.
 
akira28 said:
Dude, my dad wasn't perfect but your dad is a total dick. And I'm sorry that you had to have someone like that as your father figure, who is supposed to be a pillar of support in your life. But at least it doesn't seem like you have a complex where you can't understand why you can't make him happy or love you without judging you, or at very least not being a dick. You seem to have sized him up pretty well and moved on. Not trying to waste time understanding it because the answer would probably not be worth it at this point, or it wouldn't bring closure or some kind of enlightenment. Maybe he holds you to a really high standard, maybe he secretly thinks you're the most competent and so you don't need support like your other siblings. Maybe he's threatened by you, who knows. I think the best thing is to eventually write a really hilarious book. Separate from the relationship with your crappy dad, and just see the humor in it from an outside angle and write the most fucked up book titled "Happy Father's Day", make tons of money from it and then give him a free copy for Father's Day. Embellish a bit if you need to, but dude, that's like a movie that a ton of people would pay to see.
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Things My Shit Dad Says
 
I met my dad twice. The first time, I didn't even know he was my dad, and the second was him trying to bond with me. Details are fuzzy, since I was only 7 or 8 at the time. He broke off all contact afterwards. No idea what he's up to, or if he has his own family, or just what's happened to him. I have a feeling he has kids with someone else.

And I don't have an ounce of hate or love for the guy, since I barely knew him.

My mom always asks me what I think about him and I can't generate any emotional response, and would just shrug, since that's about the most accurate response I can give.

He lives halfway across the world, so there's little to no chance of me seeing him again.
 
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I met my dad twice. The first time, I didn't even know he was my dad, and the second was him trying to bond with me. Details are fuzzy, since I was only 7 or 8 at the time. He broke off all contact afterwards. No idea what he's up to, or if he has his own family, or just what's happened to him. I have a feeling he has kids with someone else.

And I don't have an ounce of hate or love for the guy, since I barely knew him.

My mom always asks me what I think about him and I can't generate any emotional response, and would just shrug, since that's about the most accurate response I can give.

He lives halfway across the world, so there's little to no chance of me seeing him again.
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This is my exact situation also (except I was 9 at the time). He tried contacting me recently, but I didn't care enough to even answer the phone. I always thought there was something wrong with me actually, since people say "at least he's trying!", but I simply don't really care. I feel like I'm... idk under appreciating him or something since it could be A LOT worse, but meh
 
My dad left home on my birthday and I never saw him again. My stepfather abused me both physically and mentally for 14 years. I'd go into details about abuse by him but there is really no point.
Now I'm a dad and my kids rule and I am the best dad ever, so screw both of my "fathers" who are not in any way deserving of that title.
 
akira28 said:
Dude, my dad wasn't perfect but your dad is a total dick. And I'm sorry that you had to have someone like that as your father figure, who is supposed to be a pillar of support in your life. But at least it doesn't seem like you have a complex where you can't understand why you can't make him happy or love you without judging you, or at very least not being a dick. You seem to have sized him up pretty well and moved on. Not trying to waste time understanding it because the answer would probably not be worth it at this point, or it wouldn't bring closure or some kind of enlightenment. Maybe he holds you to a really high standard, maybe he secretly thinks you're the most competent and so you don't need support like your other siblings. Maybe he's threatened by you, who knows. I think the best thing is to eventually write a really hilarious book. Separate from the relationship with your crappy dad, and just see the humor in it from an outside angle and write the most fucked up book titled "Happy Father's Day", make tons of money from it and then give him a free copy for Father's Day. Embellish a bit if you need to, but dude, that's like a movie that a ton of people would pay to see.
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Most of the time I don't even think about it, but every time he calls I get so damn frustrated. I can't think of a single time in my life when he said I did a good job. It's always a backhanded compliment with him. He cuts me down every single chance he gets, and it's been that way as far back as I can remember. He does the same thing to my mom. He can be mean to everyone in my family, but it's the two of us that he is most aggressive with. Last night on the phone he told me has was sorry, he must have done something wrong when he raised me for me to be such a fuck up today. I don't know what he wants or expects.
 
Crunched said:
Most of the time I don't even think about it, but every time he calls I get so damn frustrated. I can't think of a single time in my life when he said I did a good job. It's always a backhanded compliment with him. He cuts me down every single chance he gets, and it's been that way as far back as I can remember. He does the same thing to my mom. He can be mean to everyone in my family, but it's the two of us that he is most aggressive with. Last night on the phone he told me has was sorry, he must have done something wrong when he raised me for me to be such a fuck up today. I don't know what he wants or expects.
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A punch in the face, perhaps? Or maybe just dying unhappy and alone.

Fuck dads, man. Dicks.
 
Jedeye Sniv said:
A punch in the face, perhaps? Or maybe just dying unhappy and alone.
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If he just wants to be left alone, why does he always complain I don't call or visit enough? That's what I don't understand. I know he doesn't like me, and I am fine with that, but I don't get why he now wants to spend time with me.
 
Crunched said:
If he just wants to be left alone, why does he always complain I don't call or visit enough? That's what I don't understand. I know he doesn't like me, and I am fine with that, but I don't get why he now wants to spend time with me.
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No idea, because he's conflicted, or doesn't know how to express himself properly without being an asshole?

I dunno man, I don't even know my dad.

But I do think you're perfectly within your rights to cut this guy out like a stinky cancer. Do you really need someone like that in your life?
 
Jedeye Sniv said:
No idea, because he's conflicted, or doesn't know how to express himself properly without being an asshole?

I dunno man, I don't even know my dad.

But I do think you're perfectly within your rights to cut this guy out like a stinky cancer. Do you really need someone like that in your life?
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Yeah you're right. It's easy to talk and laugh about with people outside my family. It might sound wrong but at this point I am more comfortable around total strangers than I am my own parents.
 
shanshan310 said:
Generally I agree, but there is a certain breed of drug user (on gaf and in real life) who feels the need to brag about how awesome it is, and how people who haven't tried it must be super uptight and 'haven't really lived/ experienced the truth'. That is really annoying, especially when it doesn't even relate to the conversation at hand.
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In all fairness they are just looking out for you, since they think you will burn in boring hell for all eternity when you die unless you repent and try some of that shit they offer...
 
Crunched said:
Most of the time I don't even think about it, but every time he calls I get so damn frustrated. I can't think of a single time in my life when he said I did a good job. It's always a backhanded compliment with him. He cuts me down every single chance he gets, and it's been that way as far back as I can remember. He does the same thing to my mom. He can be mean to everyone in my family, but it's the two of us that he is most aggressive with. Last night on the phone he told me has was sorry, he must have done something wrong when he raised me for me to be such a fuck up today. I don't know what he wants or expects.
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I think Ronito had it right, he wants to feel better than you. Your brother's a fuckup, so your dad's better than him, so your dad likes him. You're better than your dad, so your dad hates you.
 
Crunched said:
Yeah you're right. It's easy to talk and laugh about with people outside my family. It might sound wrong but at this point I am more comfortable around total strangers than I am my own parents.
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Does this include strangers you meet in University Hall bathrooms? :P
 
Charron said:
I think Ronito had it right, he wants to feel better than you. Your brother's a fuckup, so your dad's better than him, so your dad likes him. You're better than your dad, so your dad hates you.
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This is what I like to assume, but at the same time it makes me wary that I might be using the same type of superior mentality my dad does! Most of the time I tell myself he's just a miserable person, who feels like he drew the short straw in life. From what I know of his past he's had immense and almost hilariously outrageous bad luck. My guess on his behavior toward my mom and I has to do with his desire to be free pitted against his personal sense of commitment. He's very old-world in many ways, and would not back out of a marriage with children, though he desperately wants to. I think he holds the fact that I was born against me, because it sealed the seal for him. From what I know he had encouraged my mom to have me aborted.

Ha jorma, there is actually an update to that story. It isn't as exciting. I ran into the same guy again during an internship course and had to work in awkward close proximity to him for a few weeks. We never said anything about what had happened, but we knew. I don't know if it was right or wrong of me not to confront him, but I did learn later on that he used to say weird sexual things about me to others, and they thought he was joking.
 
Crunched said:
Ha jorma, there is actually an update to that story. It isn't as exciting. I ran into the same guy again during an internship course and had to work in awkward close proximity to him for a few weeks. We never said anything about what had happened, but we knew. I don't know if it was right or wrong of me not to confront him, but I did learn later on that he used to say weird sexual things about me to others, and they thought he was joking.
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I probably would have done the same. But he did sound like a rapist in the making from your description, if he ever bumped into someone much weaker - but then again i'm not a psychiatrist.
 
I fapped to the Snooki pics. The censored ones.
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Crunched said:
Most of the time I don't even think about it, but every time he calls I get so damn frustrated. I can't think of a single time in my life when he said I did a good job. It's always a backhanded compliment with him. He cuts me down every single chance he gets, and it's been that way as far back as I can remember. He does the same thing to my mom. He can be mean to everyone in my family, but it's the two of us that he is most aggressive with. Last night on the phone he told me has was sorry, he must have done something wrong when he raised me for me to be such a fuck up today. I don't know what he wants or expects.
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I hate to say it, but if it's been happening your whole life, it probably has nothing to do with you at all. What he wants and expects is something from some other person who's probably not even in his life right now, so don't feel like there's something you need to do to fix it/him. I had a somewhat milder form of this with my dad for years, and in the end, more than anything, it's grandma's alcoholism that made our relationship go the way it did.
 
Charron said:
I think Ronito had it right, he wants to feel better than you. Your brother's a fuckup, so your dad's better than him, so your dad likes him. You're better than your dad, so your dad hates you.
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I know that I and my direct relatives do this to each other. Not quite as bad as the above case, but it's there anyway. Which sucks.
 
NotTheGuyYouKill said:
That was a risky maneuver, Ronito.
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This kitty lives on the edge my friend.

Also:
When I'm playing a game on X Box and I get to a point where the controller vibrates a lot, I put the controller on my crotch.
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The best part of this confession was the email address was what you'd expect the sound an xbox controller would make buried in someone's sweaty crotch.
 
Hopefully this sends, I've never used throw away emails before anyway.

I'm 19, gay and I have zero friends and hardly no money. To get me out of the house and to get some money, I sell myself online on Craigslist.
I feel awful everytime I do it but it's normally $60 every guy. It's mostly guys aged 40-50 I guess they like younger men and feel in charge with handing money out.
I get tested for STDs after each meet but I just don't feel clean anymore but I still keep doing it because 1) I like having money 2) I don't feel as lonely.

Obviously I've never told anyone this and I'm going to be judged but hopefully this stays anonymous.
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You're not the first male prostitute to email me a confession, but you are the cheapest.

Also dude, condoms.
 
I love that the confessor was like,
"I feel terrible about myself because I prostitute myself."

And GAF is like, "Who cares about that? You should feel bad because you're cheap!"
 
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