When children are growing up they cannot wait to be adults so they no longer have to listen to their parents; however, with me this stereotype is not accurate. All I wanted growing up was the perfect daddy-daughter relationship seen on Full House and many other TV sitcoms. We might have lived under the same roof, but I was a comfortable around him as I was around my forty-year-old neighbor. All I can remember about him, from when I was younger, is him working. I always thought he arranged his work schedule so he would never have to see me or my siblings; he was home when we were at school, or asleep, and at work when we were at home. I envied all the other children when we celebrated father's day; my dad never wanted to come to our party. My …show more content…
After a year my father joined us in Maryland; I thought we would be a real family, but everything was exactly the same as before. Four years later I got to see my dad any time I wanted, but this turned out to be a living nightmare. My dad was unemployed. Everything went downhill because my father's butt never left the sofa, the TV never turned off, he never did chores unless my mom begged, and even if he said "yes" he would push them off onto my siblings and I. My mom finally 'hit her whits end' a year later and kicked him out; my father retreated to his hometown in Vermont. To make me feel better, my mom brought to light the fact that he was never around before. This struggle went on until age sixteen when I finally realized that I do not care if he does not like me. I needed to find an escape, a place my family had nothing to do with; I found a place full of friends, laughs, and bonds. I stopped trying to please them, by participating in the activities, bowling, that my parents enjoyed, and joined color guard. I finally made a life changing decision on my own; this time of my life is when I feel I started to become an