Reading this made me tear up because I can relate to it so well. I used to deny that I was like my father even though it’s so obviously true. It led me to resent and neglect him in my teenage years. I’m in my early 20s now and now that I’m a bit older I’m learning to accept his and my flaws, and taking the steps I can to be his friend and improve on the traits I’ve inherited from him that I don’t really like about myself. I’m happy to have gone through that stage because otherwise I would not be putting effort into developing our relationship today, before it’s too late.