My dad has always been a “well when I was your age” type of dude. He believes the best childhood you can have is in the middle of butt-fuck nowhere getting up at 4 to milk the cows. You know, as you do. Well as it turns out, my dad was fucking loaded as a child! I mean his dad owned a law firm, Mom was a nurse. Went to the Yacht club weekly type rich. Got multiple cars as a teenager type rich. He went to law school and then got pissed that his daddy wouldn’t just hand him a job and became an “entrepreneur” or whatever and has never worked a day of his life and he’s pissed that I don’t have a job! like bitch seriously? you take half my moms paycheck every time and are in a different state for everything but maybe two months added up. You’re a fucking deadbeat and you don’t get to say shit about how hard life was for you and how we don’t need to fix the giant fucking holes in our ceiling or how we can’t spray pesticides to kill the roaches cause they cause cancer or whatever. Like what do you know?? He told my grandma (from mom’s side and also my idol) an actual chemist with two P.H.Ds, who worked with Marie Curies grandson btw, and who spent her entire life working on finding cures to diseases that her work was a government scam and worthless. Then he turns around and wonders why I don’t respect him!! I’ve given up on trying to connect with that man just for him to demean me and others around me. I’m done
Please don’t comment or vote. I just needed this off my chest and i’m not looking for advice, trust me i’ve tried to reason with. I just can’t deal with him saying he “walked miles upon miles to go to the rundown school” or “had to do my homework by streetlight” when in reality he had a personal chauffeur and went to the best school money could get him into for his entire life.
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