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Originally posted by RatedG²
It is the worst holiday ever 
Funny thing, when I grew up in South Philly years ago my friends (all black then) never celebrated this day since most of them didn't have fathers around. They treated it like a second Mother's Day  |
It is. I just hate Valentine's Day because I feel like it's a day to celebrate something that should be celebrated every day and because I somehow end up single every year around that time.
See my dad wasn't the typical "dead beat". I lived with him in a very lavish 2 story house. He was a successful lawyer and I didn't really have to want for anything; however, there are dead beats who don't provide for their kids at all and those who think as long as they're dishing out money that they're being a father to you. My dad was the lather. He didn't necessarily take care of me. He was an alcoholic, which is eventually what killed him, and whenever he got drunk he would throw fits of rage and I'm sure everyone has heard my stories of him molesting me when I was little.
The worst part of it all is a lot of people take the fact that he did provide for me and my siblings and throw that in our faces like we're ungrateful and that we should be thankful for that. I really don't acknowledge the holiday outside of my brothers who are wonderful fathers to their kids; however, people say I should go visit my dad's grave and ****. THE MAN USED TO MOLEST ME AND BEAT THE **** OUT OF ME.
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