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When I reached about 11 I started working with him at weekends... from then on in I saw exactly what he gave up to keep us happy. He worked his heart and soul into the ground for the family... unfortunately the tree never bore and he never really saw the fruits of his labour...
My Dad died in January of last year 5 days after receiving a diagnosis of lung cancer. He was a very brave man that left us quickly so that we didn't have to cope with the treatments that were ahead with no chance of a positive outcome.
We didn't always see eye to eye on things and he was extremely stubborn... he certainly wasn't an angel and he made some huge mistakes that we are now all paying for in our own personal way... but... he was my Dad and I will never stop loving him.
My Mum... well... she is amazing - we have always got on well but in the last few years have become friends as well as family. There are times when she annoys the hell out of me, but I wouldn't change her for the world... she is a brave and wonderful women and I will always be there to do my best for her.
My parents were/are extremely proud of my brother and I - they never hesitated to tell us that and I owe them a hell of a lot. I know that I wouldn't have grown into such a well rounded individual if it wasn't for their love, care and bloody hard work...
Sorry for the essay - I guess it just got me thinking...
My dad on the other hand can treat me like I'm something he's stood in. He can with the things he says and does makes me feel like I did when I was at school and being bullied. If he's said something that's made me feel like shit and I react ie tell him to stop treating me like that or cry he makes me worse so therefore I tend to try to cry in my room without any noise which is bloody hard. I just wish he'd learn to treat me like a human being. I'm not a bad person I'm considerate, polite, caring etc... but I wish he'd see me as a human with faults just like him but of course he's fucking perfect grrrr. but saying that I still go out with him on a Sunday night hehe.
When I have kids I'm going to make sure I love them no matter what and be there for them.
I know it sounds bad but if he died i dont even think i'd go to his funeral.
Things with my mum are fine really, the family has been through a lot of shit over the last few years so its been stressful... but its all working out now.
Now where I study they support me pretty good, let me live at their place and even if not much we still interact on a daily basis. I help to cook and help my father doing grunt works etc talk to them about my day and other stuff.
It's more of a kind of friendship as I am not relating a whole lot with them. Our expanded family is still very much intertwined as well, as I have around ~25 cousins and most of them in vienna/surrounding and we celebrate still most of the birthdays etc.
Same, with the exception that I never had that. I dunno, since elementary school I hung around most of the days with my friends since I was usually quick with my homework, did have one or didn't do it. Same with grammar school. I spent virtually no time on school and passed always fine and tried to spent as much time with my friends, which might be the reason I identify myself much more with friends and persons of amicable nature than with relatives.
I had never a real good personal relation with my parents, even tho I knew they would be there. Last year was a exception when I cried to my mum because of my depression. She started crying too and tried everything to help me, arranged stuff with doctors and and and...
In the end I just found help and relief through friends and actually felt pretty awkward to my mum, even tho I remember crying to a few friends and never felt awkward (much)...
It's just weird.
as for my da.. our familys been through some mad stuff in the past and ive always taken my ma's side .. shes said a few times i was her 'knight in shining armour' standing up for her when i was only a kid.. said she would have proly threw the rope up if it wasnt for me at times which means a lot .. but i still love my da to pieces and respect him more than any man in the world and if im in any sort of bother he'll be straight there and he'll do anything for me.. suppose he just has a few problems and as ive grew up and went through it myself i can understand how he has felt at times
lifes a bit fuckin mad eh
I could not ask for more.
My dad is horrible at conversation though and can be irritating when he says really cheesey or repetitive stuff ALL the time. But he drives me everywhere and picks me up
Mum is great Have our fights but they're never big.
I get on well with my dad, but it's less as a parent/child and more like friends. I still feel a little... awkward around him, and i don't know why. My parents split up when i was 9, so i've not grown up with him being 'around' although we did spend the weekend with him twice a month.
Until I got pregnant when i was 17 and then moved out, I never spoke to my parents honestly. When all that was happening, I realised that if I cant speak to my parents about anything but small talk, how the hell is my kid going to. So i started really being honest. It's taken 3 years since I moved back after the miscarriage but I'm now been able to stay in the house with my dad and have a real conversation about something other than gadgets and joke around with my mum and everything....so it's on the up for me.