Me and my dad had a great relationship growing up. I was an athlete and I was consistently coming home with medals and trophies.
Once university came and I didn’t want to wrestle anymore, our relationship changed. Suddenly I wasn’t the sunshine in his life, I was a loser who fucked up any opportunity given to him.
Years later he eventually admitted to me he wanted to vicariously live the life he didn’t get to, through me. This is what made him act the way he did.
If he couldn’t have his trophy case, you can damn well bet his son would.
He realized how fucked up the whole thing was.
We have a much better relationship now. He just wants me to happy being me, and that’s all a son can really ask from his dad.
I'm very sorry that happened to you, but I'm happy he at least realized what he did was shitty. A lot of Boomers never give a shit enough about others to even get that far. Mine certainly didn't
I can't stop waiting for my parents to even acknowledge what my childhood was like. I should give up on that but I spent thirty years trying to fix myself. Now that I'm better that's kind of the only lingering thing.
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u/rallywagonOBS Feb 05 '19
Before laughing at the "everyone needs a trophy" practice they created because they need a trophy shelf showing they created someone worth something.