I don't hate my dad, but I was never his favorite. We haven't talked in years and it's been even longer since we last saw each other (which is kind of funny, considering he'd spend the holidays with his other son who lived 15 minutes away from me at the time). I don't really care for his side of the family (or my mom's extended side of the family) either. Wasn't really welcome there, but they accept his other son with no problem at all. Whatever, I'm free.
