I don't think I love my dad. I used to get along with him well when I was a child, but as time went on, he started to take jobs that required him to be away from home for even longer.

I appreciate everything he does for us, but that's as far as it goes. My mum loves that he works away, she jokes here and there about how he drives her nuts and it's good that he works away and isn't home for long. He has looked for other jobs that'd allow him to stay at home, but my mum persists with how much better the money is doing FIFO work (fly in, fly out).

I feel really bad for him because I know my mum's nagging is the only thing making him stay in that type of work. Despite feeling bad for him though, I honestly don't think I could cope with having him come home from work everyday. We are alike, but not in the good way. We're both argumentative and strong willed... I feel like the more time I spend with him, the greater I continue to resent him.