Day 3 of my 'father' not speaking to my Mum...
The humorous aspect is that my 'dad' is dishing out what he is complaining that he's on receiving end of, from me!
After heckling me three or four times over the course of last year in a most disrespectful manner,and over most trivial issues, it would be a fat hope on his part to expect my respect!
After giving me a life that I never asked for in the first place, and being the aloof father that his own father was to him(or so he claims),inflicting untold suffering by his neglect and unequal treatment that was augmented by reinforcing loop, he is very foolish to expect my continued respect(something I gave unquestioningly for over three-quarters of my life).
Game over. I see your lies and your willingness to gamble a large proportion of the bounty Life gave you rather than expend it for the sake of your children's happiness.
Yet I am still grateful for the times you have been generous to me.Which were occasions rarer than a coloured moon, but were there nonetheless.
But I remain the only of your three children to have given back meaningfully in appreciation. To have received the least and endured the roughest road through life emotionally and psychologically. To have been kicked when the chips were down and I was even downer.
I remember but I have let go. At least as far as the gradually fading memory of the callous and insouciant remarks doesn't still sting and make me cringe.
Though not enough to overcome thirty plus years of being lied to.
After heckling me three or four times over the course of last year in a most disrespectful manner,and over most trivial issues, it would be a fat hope on his part to expect my respect!
After giving me a life that I never asked for in the first place, and being the aloof father that his own father was to him(or so he claims),inflicting untold suffering by his neglect and unequal treatment that was augmented by reinforcing loop, he is very foolish to expect my continued respect(something I gave unquestioningly for over three-quarters of my life).
Game over. I see your lies and your willingness to gamble a large proportion of the bounty Life gave you rather than expend it for the sake of your children's happiness.
Yet I am still grateful for the times you have been generous to me.Which were occasions rarer than a coloured moon, but were there nonetheless.
But I remain the only of your three children to have given back meaningfully in appreciation. To have received the least and endured the roughest road through life emotionally and psychologically. To have been kicked when the chips were down and I was even downer.
I remember but I have let go. At least as far as the gradually fading memory of the callous and insouciant remarks doesn't still sting and make me cringe.
Though not enough to overcome thirty plus years of being lied to.
posted by DP at
7:38 AM
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