My Dad
 

I don't know what to think of him. I'm kind of conflicted...
When I got here six months ago to live with him, I still had him "up on the pedestal" that he was on since I was a kid. I thought he was this funny, awesome Dad, supportive of his kids, and loved us all the same.
Now I realize he is not the man I thought he was.
Example: My younger brother, Alex, has autism. He's really adorable--bright blond hair and amazing blue eyes, so cute~ and he was running around, squealing, trying to express the waves of emotions that happen, and my Dad turns to my step mom, and says, "Can we put him on stupid pills?" and he s******s to himself, then stops when he notices that neither me nor step-madre are laughing.
I ignored this, blew it off, but then later...
Dad was drunk--he'd been having a bunch of beers, and he was being loud and annoying. Everyone was home, mind you, young children and everything--the six year old twins. I tell him to come over so he can listen to a song I thought he would like (Emilie Autumn, I'm not sure which song it was). It was a video on youtube, a still picture with timed-in lyrics. He was sitting there and he said, "She should do something else besides sing." I look at him like, "Gee, thanks," and he looks at me and says "come on ,Tabby, I'm a man--I wanna see her jumping around on stage..." e_e Nice.

But enough with the stories.
The thing is, I've found out who my Dad really is--he doesn't care about his kids as much as I thought, he's on the friggin' computer ALL THE TIME, and he's just so...UGH.
Whatever. I have a dad, and the person I just talked about is just the sperm doner.

That's it? He doesn't like Emilie Autumn while drunk? How the fuck do you cope, eh?

I think you should excuse the drunk one since well it was a scenario where he was drunk which could alter which flows of thought he follows at the time.

Sounds like the joke was supposed to a minor way of him coping at that point with Alex.

Parents aren't always who we think they are, I mean even though my parents divorced I always thought my dad was still a really good person at heart, but the truth was mum left him to protect me since she couldn't be 100% sure my life was not in danger. I remember him buying me lollies and carving open coconuts, but that is completely counter-balanced by the fact he was a heavy drinker and smoker and neglected me to the point where mum would come home and find he hadn't fed me so I (VERY young at this stage.. maybe 1 or 2 I think) had to feed myself by eating cigarettes and the butts.

Sorry for threadjacking but I just want to stress that every person is like that, there will always be things about them that ruin that image we have of them so it is up to you to decide, will you let a few bad things mar the positive things?

Your father is just the kind of parent I would be. Drinks too much, hates Emilie Autumn, and belittles his autistic son.

It wasn't just that. Just things here and there that made him more human in a disappointing way. Just shocked me, is all...

Shoot the bastard.