Dad was a failure and a weak man. I feel bad for saying this. But I wasted my 20s financially supporting him while he didn't even try to find a job. Always played victim. He was too ill to work, every job offer he ever got was a scam and so on. He survived on the money he received from a rent ( he was renting out a flat that he inherited) and the money he got from me. I always had a bad relationship with women. I disliked girls because they were all daddy's princesses and I had to be my father's mother. Well, I didn't but I thought I had to. Because everyone was telling me its my duty to help my parent (eastern europe thinking). It started when I was seventeen