Ouch.
Some harsh stories on the early pages.
Anyway, I like my dad.
He's thoughtful, and kind, an considerate of others.
The father is usually the dominent one in the family,
but I guess my mom more fits the 'hated' description.
I mean, I don't hate here, but she curses at you every time you do something wrong.
I mean, I was helping her rake the leaves yesterday;
"OH MY GOD! ARE YOU JUST GOING TO STAND THERE! GET A #$@ING BAG! YOU'RE A @#$! SPOILED !@#$ BRAT!"

._.

And so Is my life story.
She likes to take her anger out on me.
If my little brother is doing something, she blames me.
It's verbal abuse; freakin' insanity, man.

Wow.........so many sad stories......looks like alot of people hate their fathers.
I, on the other hand, don't have a father. He never married my mom and left before I was born. And I'm perfectly fine with that. Meh.

I love my Dad, i actually moved in with him 2 years ago and it was the best thing i did in my life. It's my mum that i am not on good terms with. But my Dad cook's(when he is home) and helps me with everything, he even bought me this new computer so i could do my school work on it. The only bad thing is that he work's alot over seas and i am alone most of the time.

I hate my dad, everytime he is saying that im a girl, now i buy an appartement and i live alone

My parents have separated too..and I don't live in my dad's nor my mom's house..I don't hate my dad..I love him..his really kind to me and I missed him so much..I like being with him and I could express my feelings to him..and he understand me much more than my mom..I LOVE MY DAD..

I hate my dad. Because of him, I'll NEVER understand father-daughter relationships. The last time he lived with us I was 3. I'm 12. I've never known how it is to live with a father. I used to think he was this great man, then many years later (starting last year) I got the chance to see him again at this "Salvation Army" place. My little bro and I saw him 4 times, then he stopped comeing. Then it hit me. He didn't care. I talked to my mom about him. Apparently, he would stay out ALL night cause of drugs, alcahol ect. Then, he'd come home at 3:00 AM and expect her to be up. If she wasn't, he hit her and stuff. He gave her black-eys, a bloody-nose, stuff like that. I talked to my Nana about him, and apparently, all those times he was gone and I asked "Where's daddy mommy?" they'd lie and say he was gone for buisiness when really, he was in jail. He was nice to me when I was first born because I was the first grand-child/niece in the whole familly and the first girl in his. He was mean to my little brother though. When I was three, he made me watch "American werewolf in london" which gave me a phobia/love for lycanthropy and I still have it now. So basicly, I HATE him.......

I do not hate my dad, but our relationship is just lame. He has never told me that I have done a good job on something, nor that he loves me, nor anything good. When I am home I barely talk to him, pretty much just to say hi or to ask him if I could have money to go to the mall. Quite a lame relationship that we have .

You could say I'm lucky with my dad... The only thing that is bad is he's older, and his whole side of the family has died early.

..but he provided me my alto saxophone, so he is the best man ever. XD

I feel so fortunate to have such a loving family after reading these four pages What I've realised that many people lack (and I have..sometimes) is family support. Ok, sure I don't get much praise at home, even when I top the class, but my dad is willing to help me out the best way he can when I need it. I can't really ask for more; it's already a lot. xD

I love my father, and could not in any way express to him how thankful I am for the manifold things that he has provided me with. Even though he was always quite strict, I realized that thanks to that I became the guy that I am now. My father has always been there for me, he has alway believed in me even when I stopped believing in myself. It is from him that I have gotten the courage to pursue most of the goals that to me seemed unreal .

Face the reality...

A father can never be a mother!!!

So basically... shouldn't hate our own dad... if not our children will hate us back in return, the world is round and things happen in a cycle...

i understand thats the same way with me

I love my dad He's a great man even though he's not well educated or anything. Love when he tell me stories and knowledge he knows >w<

That might be true. But it would be hard to know hate father if they did bad thing to their child/family?

What if your farther ever hit you when you r a little kid about 5 years old

^ Yeah, I agree with that. I despise mine. He's the worste.

I love my dad, he is really cool Although he never always was like the way he used to be, I guess since my parents' divorce, he has actually been in a better mood and more happy, so I think that they weren't happy together Sad but as long as my parents are happy, then I am happy

He can be okay eveynow and then, but other than that, it's just...Dunno...

Hmmm...

I only properly got to know my father when I was about 5-ish, I think. H ewas almost always away when I was a baby, because he would be constantly deployed to the Middle East...(it was the time of the Gulf War)

My father always treated me like the son he never had, but in a good way. We get along just fine and everytime my mom and I fight, he always takes my side...(even though I may be wrong) He's always there for me, so yeah, I do love my dad...not simply because all my material whims are granted even before I voice them out, but because he really took good care of me and my sister. Grante, he's not perfect. But I think he's doing a pretty good job of taking care of our family...

My old man's a passive-aggressive dickhead most of the time.

He can be very helpful and compassionate when he wants to be. But usually he's very impatient and mean-spirited.
My relationship with him has been steadily dissolving since I finished high school, really.

Of course I love my father.

But recently, I have been coming to terms with the ways we clash and been developing a greater understanding as to why my older sister found him to be such a pain in the butt.

I feel bad for my younger sister really, though. After all, both I and my older sister have internally disappointed him on some level by not being successful in the way he deems worthy or valuing what he values most, so I feel a lot of the heavy pressure on my youngest sister to remain 'daddy's little girl' and not let him down.


*Edit- @ Bacon's post- Yeah, that's pretty much mine as well. Passive aggressive like you wouldn't believe. Takes after his mom, totally.

My dad is complicated. I love him to some extent, but not really as a father. I guess it's more love out of gratitude than familial love. I lived with him for 9 years, but most of the time I feel like I don't know him at all. Despite his amazing intelligence he acts on a whim most of the time, which has led him to make some heavy mistakes. And, as Toby-Chan said, he had expectations of me that weren't fullfilled and I think he took it harder than is normal. I guess my dad's a good man, but not necessarily a good parent.

I love my dad. We're actually pretty close and get along.
We tease each other alot and call each other names.

^ I guess my sister and I can relate to that, Neko-chan...

I havent gotten along with my dad since I was 5-ish when he shoved me face-first into a door and I almost broke my cheekbone because of it. After that happened, we got back in the father-daughter relationship before he got too drunk one night and sent my first dog to the pound I still cant forgive him for that, and since then its gotten worse. The last time he got drunk to the point I was afraid of him was when we were up at the cabin about a year ago. He had been drinking too much and I was over in one of the chairs and I said something to myself and the next thing I knew he was yelling at me to the point I backed against a wall until he chucked a beer can at me. I've been terrified of him ever since when he starts drinking... It might seem cruel but sometimes, just sometimes, I secretly hope my parents get a divorce someday

I suppose no one can really blame you for wishing that...

I guess I'd say I hate my dad because he never took care of me, his kid. Never paid child support either. Almost never came to visit me... just plain treated me as if I didn't exist.
Secondly he lied his way through life. Kept fighting against him in the court rooms.

Now he's dead. Died of malaria and overdosed on his medicine too which made him stop breathing.

omg thats sad as hell. Ever think about r mothers, r they mean?

Lets, in the spirit of it nearly being Fathers Day, see if we can get some positive comments about fathers here.

For instance my father has never really been physically affectionate, but I am not an affectionate person, so he knows the best way to show his love is by teasing me. Least thats how it was...he doesn't really communicate with me anymore even when we live in the same house but.....dammit it was going so well!

Alright, I'll say, if I really really really needed him he'd be there for me.

Hate him or Love him,

Tomorrow I'm going to cook something for him... ^.^

Heehee, perfect time to discuss a topic like this!

No matter how angry I get with him, I love my daddy. He really is one of the smartest people I have ever known, and he has given me countless good advice that has helped me in my many troubles. I'm very proud to have him as a father, but I feel as if nothing I do can ever prove to him that.

By reading this post, please don't get any kind of absurd idea that I have a perfect, happily-ever-after family. My father happens to be one of my relatives that I'm very close with, my relationship with him certainly isn't the same with other relatives.

My biological father means nothing to me because I apparently mean nothing to him. But the one I do consider to be my father (my uncle) is the best guy ever.

I forgot and I had no money to begin with =(

So I'll wait til my parents are back from the movies and in bed then clean the house.

i love my dad by i don't see him very often because he lives in india but when ever he comes around he is so much fun

Well, I really like my dad. He's cool and gives good advice, but at the same time actually lets me live my life. He trusts me (which I really appreciate) and gets me to lighten up when I get really tense. He's a pretty awesome dad.

I love my dad very much. He's a perfect person and a great father for me. Since my childhood I like to be beside him than my mom. I can discuss everything with him and be sure he's interesting in my words. He really HEAR what I'm saying unlike my mom She offten doesn't pay attantion to my stories. She can ask me about something and forget what I answered even if I repeated myself many times. My father's a good-humoured person. His jokes can up my mood when I'm really sad. He can make me laugh when I'm pissed off. And he convinces me I can do everything if I'll want it when I have my depression.

My Dad has never been around so I cant say I hate him but I dont love him either. Hes been irrelevent to my life for years (almost 8 I think) and now hes trying to get close to my little brother and was supposed to take him today but he hasnt even called. He walked out on us, we where close to living on the streets and still didnt pay child support for years untill my mom took him to court now its being taken straight out of his paycheck. He just left the women he was cheating on my mom with before he left and now has to live with his mom. I may be cold for saying this but he deserves it.

I cant believe im telling you all this.

I love my father to an unbelievable degree. He's the one that's raised me all these years, and I say he's done not too shabby raising two ADD kids on his own while working four 10 hour days a week.

He's a good man who taught me all my values like how to be open minded to anything and everything, listen to all sides of argument before coming to a conclusion, never be afraid of change, and so on. I can confidently say all my favorable traits I've inherited from him. He's always been supportive of me and my dreams and has tried his best to steer me down pathes he think will help me the most in achieving them. I can talk about anything with him, and I pretty much do tell him everything...except for things I'm too embarrassed to tell him (like the massive amounts of yaoi).

He really is a great man and I'm so lucky he's my father. Sure he annoys me sometimes but who doesn't?

Such a sarcastic bugger too. XP

Ah,for me,I love and hate him at the same time.Same goes for my mom.You love em' for this, and hate em' for that.I can't help but say that my parents are parents,dur.It's either me or them,but I guess its both

I don't hate my dad, but I wouldn't say I LOVE him, at least, not like I use to. Ever since my mom died, he doesn't really see my brother and I. He hasn't called for a while now (at least two months). I guess he's just too busy to see his two REAL children. It makes me kinda mad to say that, but I am really starting to think it is true. My brother doesn't seem to mind, though.

Since your mom died...well that's bad...

My dad's a slob. He sleeps all the time and does almost nothing for us. He couldn't care less about life and everything else, but I know he loves his children very much. I don't live with my parents since I was 16, but when I was younger, Dad and me got along quite well coz I'm lazy too.

Oh and somehow he looks a lot like Hughes...

My father and I have a sort of understanding. We rarely ever argue, we not only look like each other, we act like each other... Weird, eh? It's cool when we gang up on mom when she's wrong bout something... Hehe, in short, yah, I luff him.

I dont have a father any more. I disowned my sperm donor years ago. He's an alcoholic and a women beater. He used to beat the crap out of my step mother and I for years. The sad thing is the one person I looked up to like a father is now dieing of cancer. My uncle hasn't got long to live. I get to see him for the last time next wednesday before he flies back up north. The doctors have given him 3 weeks to live.

I am a father, so I may get tomatoes thrown at me here. But believe me, I make no excuses for the bad ones...

My father was never around much (as it turns out, it was because my mother wasnt easy to be with), and I resented him a bunch for not being there when I needed him...

I never got to really know him until later in life, when he became ill and died less than a year later. I found out quite a few things that I didnt know/was too young to understand about what went on.

Thats it....no moral, no 'dont blame him' junk. I just found out that I didnt really have a bad father, just a man that may not have been allowed to be a father, good or otherwise.


Ozmo

My dad can be one of the coolest people in the world one minute - and then suddenly one of the corniest beings who ever existed the next. XD

He plays computer games, knows the best way to debug a computer, cracks jokes that can either be really funny or really lame, and once ate the pizza toppings I hate (I'll eat almost anything on pizza now though). He also teaches me in subjects I struggle in, and we have a friendly rivalry when it's college game season, since he and I hail from different universities. He didn't even say anything much when I didn't apply for his univ; he doesn't give a damn, he tells me. XDDDDD

My dad also knows the fandoms I faithfully follow, and never dictated to me the course or universities he wanted me to apply for. He never drinks (at least, too much), or smokes, or does anything bad. In fact, my mom is his first and last love. The worst he's done was come home past midnight after working overtime.

Plus, he's a certified public accountant. XD

i'm in ed and al's situation. My dad abandoned me after he divorced my mom. for years i didn't see him, only got the occasion rare phone call never sent anything on my birthday, practically tried to forget that Oh yeah, He has a daughter! Now he's back and trying to make it all up. He's a stupid, Hoienheim(sp?) type.

I really can't stand my father, to be honest. In the past, he beat me...did inapproprite things to me (I rather not discuss. Too bodily).

Now that's he's been reported and that's all cleared up, he's a complete idiot. He seriously acts retarded. I can't give enough examples. Just everything he does. During the fire, he refused to evacuate because he was watching a baseball game. It was so stupid, I filmed it. I'll send you a link of you like.

Other then being a complete moron, he seems fake all the time. Like, I don't even know who he really is. If he does have a real self.

Oh, and he treats me like I'm four. I'm seventeen, dad. I rather not be called "Jen-Jen".

Hmmmm

...kill him.

Be sure to cut up the body into even sized chunks though and don't dump each part within a mile of each other. Take lots of money for the buses.


Someone just pointed this out to me.
"so during a fire she videotapes him not leaving instead of ......leaving"

I love my father, but I don't like him. Does that make sense? My mom and dad slip up when I was four years old. Things were ok between them or so I thought. I was a real "Daddy's Girl" until I got old enough to see what he was really like. My dad wants me to be perfect. He tells me my hair is wrong, my clothes are wrong. Everything is wrong I guess. I don't talk to him much though he lives in another state with his new wife and kids. Which is fine because I have my awesome mom, really cool step dad, and annoying sisters.

Awww, so many stories of bad dads. I really hate to hear these kinds of things, but at the same time it's good to know that there are other people out there going through the same things to confide in. I have a very distant relationship with my father which seems to stir up conflict here or there with family members who sympathize with him (they enable him to be the way that he is...ticks me off).

Parents naturally assume the roles of being somewhat of a hero figure in child's life. I too idolized my father until the point where I realized the things which were wrong. It's a crushing blow to have that pillar in your life demoralized, so I can understand where people were coming from.

I love my dad, but I've grown to the point where I've drawn a line in the sand with what I'm willing to tolerate. It's hard not to have a closer bond as this is only natural and the way that families should be, but it's the only way to protect myself from the inevitable roller coaster. As you get older you learn who the people are in your life that you can confide in and you have more options to protect yourself and put a safe distance where it's needed.

I moved 3 hours away from my home town so that I wouldn't get sucked in and let the whole family situation consume my life. It was a rocky climb at first, but the only way I wouldn't live the miserable life. It's tough being far from friends, but I will always take time to come in weekends here and there to visit and they understand and support me.