posted December 01, 2015 08:20 PM
I need some help over here...
because I dont know what to feel/do/think anymore.
Long story short, my mom gave birth to me in a cold november morning.. and my dad, which only lives for money and pleasure, realized that a child means spending money.
A lot of it.
So.. he abandoned us.
Just left.
He didnt help my mom a bit. She was struggling to find a job so we would both survive... and hopefully she made it.
I never had a connection with my dad, obviously. I never got to see him when i was young or interact with him. Since he left me and mom, he had several relationships and marriages all filled with other children he left behind just like me. No big deal.
He was the victim of his own dad in his childhood and it broke him so hard that he became an abuser also. Just like his dad. I get that.
But.. he started showing up in my life a bit from the age of 4 or so, just because of the "money i get each month" business. Each time it was short visits... it didnt even remain in my memory properly. I wasnt actually showing interest in him, because there was no bond
Time passed and I got used to him. Ok, thats my dad. Hi nice to see you. He probably expected me to jump in his arms or something from the beginning. But there was nothing between me and him. Zero. That "relationship" with him now existed only thanks to the money he gave me. If there was any...
He couldnt see me often because I lived far away from him. In 2012 though, I ended up in his city. 2 streets away from him. What a coincidence!
I was still meh about him.. i always was. I didnt like seeing him because I knew what kind of person he was. I felt forced everytime i went to him to pick up money or just discuss about something. He never made special time for me. He works all day either way....money money money.
In 2014, he started getting very close to me. Which was weird at first. But I liked it because I actually got along well with him. I actually spent a day with him in his private unknown house hidden in the mountains. Listening to music at maximum, sharing our love for seafood and wilderness. It felt good. He showed me each plant from his garden and told me about it. Virgos...
Either way... he NEVER did this with any other child of his. Maybe because I am more mature and share a lot of spiritual knowledge, it was easier for him to connect to me. Or the fact that im the only child that looks the most like him. Who knows? but he still never spent time with his other daughter or boy.. never went to dinner on their birthdays, when they are in the same city... no contact.. nothing. Didnt even try. Odd...
His father died on his birthday which was a huge hit for him that year. Huge, because he meant a lot to him. I got to see him before he died thanks to dad...
In 2015, now, we see each other twice every week which is a lot. Concerts together and so on. I visit his cabinet after school to tell him about whats going on with my life and so on, helps me with money if i need. We go together to the secret hideout whenever we have time and take pictures... we feel good. Its okay. I always know where he leaves because he travels a lot and brings me small random things. Anyways.
1 year after his own father died there was a special ceremony, and i was invited. I cried after that phone call, seriously.. i could feel his pain from his voice. I felt so bad. In the same time i was amazed how the person that once i despised, and i still despise a bit, is now so important to me. Maybe its just my empathy...
But the invitation.. that was a big deal. His younger daughter actually spent her childhood with grandfather and she wasnt invited?!??! I was his only child from there.... which was weird. I was in car with dad and i helped with with the candles and such. Not one of his friends. & he has many. I was.
Our connection is so freaking weird. I cant explain it myself at this point.
He tries to make time for me whenever he can which is so unnatural... because he is famous for always being stuck in his work or spending time with random chicks. Not his children. But with me its different. Lately.. i denied some invitations because im honestly very busy with school. But he got hurt... i didnt know it. I felt so sad again.
I dont know why he so desperately tries to keep his bond with me. Whats up with me? Why? Why is he so attracted to me, what is the deal with me? Why doesnt he do the same with his other kids?
My birthday was a few days ago and he wasnt in my city that day but we met the next day at a private pub with amazing seafood. We discussed about some of my health problems, how is my school in general... and i got pretty drunk on wine.
& for the first time ever... i cried in front of him, i cried after a long time... because i told him about some personal things and i let go... thanks alcohol.. but he started crying also, a first also.. and it was so sad but hilarious at the same time.. i cried harder when he told me that he bought us tickets to Nightwish which is on 10 december and i sadly couldnt go but he kept hoping i will change my mind....
What's going on with us?.. what is there to be done between us? why is this the way it is now? why this weird bond? why do i feel so weird, why is this so deep? what is the lesson? what do you see?