I hate my father

Posted by Anonymous in Family on Dec 6th, 2008 | 8 comments

I hate my father. He treated my sibling and I like sports machines. We were only athelets when we won. He forced us to listen to motivational tapes and read books designed for motivating salespeople, beginning at the age of 8. As life progresssed, as long as I was producing gold medals I was left alone. When I decided to give up my sport, I was ridiculed and made to feel stupid, lazy, worthless. I became a burden to him, no longer the one to make him a big man in front of friends and co-workers. He never told me he was proud, I assumed he was because he didn’t berrate me like he did my brother.

He owned his own company. I was never allowed to get a job outside of his company. He went so far as to change my major during a college orientation because I was not allowed to have my own life. He owned me!

While in college, I dated a verbally and physically abusive man. He raped me. I tried to come home, to a place which should have been safe. Only to have my father tell me, men want things and you should have given it to him. Its not like you have never had sex before. I was instructed to take the abusive man back. I refused. College was no longer paid for and I was forced back to work for him as payment for the college education I wasted.

My mother was always verbally abused. He would neverthink of hitting her because trophy wife needed to look perfect! Although words do not cause bruises, they do cause scars. He was never faithful to her. His mistress actually showed up to my mother’s funeral!

During her four year battle with breast cancer, he deprived her of any luxuries, he said there was no money, of course he blamed me for that as I was a failure in running the company.

Six weeks after Mother died, he began to date other women. Lavishly bestowing gifts on them taking them for trips and cruises…all the things mother wanted to do before she died. He said he had a new found freedom. All the while preventing me from getting a raise to support my growing family.

He hated my husband. My husband valued me. To my father I was a breeder and a waste of oxygen.

Eventually my father married a girl my age with very materialist desires. He had put on airs he was weathier than he actually was. She and he blew through 250,000 in less than six months. He then began to blame my husband and I for his financial problems. Once again blaming us for not running a company we never wanted the way it should have been run. Although, we have no power in the company.

Our office manager was stealing from the company. I told my father she was, and he said I was wrong and she was a god send. We are currently in the middle of a law suit against the office manager for
embezzling 100,000. He still hasn’t admitted he was wrong.

Now, he continues to cheat, lie and spend money like it grows on trees. I have realized, I hate him. I have tried to make him proud, I am through trying. He wants so badly to mistreat me as well as my children. I have a suprise for him, I have started my own firm. I will be able to leave him high and dry in a few months. His new will says if he dies, I have to pay his whore wife for a company I helped start. Ha! I will leave her with a floundering company and him with a wife who will eventually leave him because he is broke! He threw away the only person who cared for him. Now I don’t care and I am proud of myself for becoming what I am, in spite of him.

I’m going to die soon

Posted by Ivy in Alone on Dec 6th, 2008 | 7 comments

I’m going to die soon and I’m the only one in my family who knows.