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Remember when I talked about my dad and how he is a huge piece of shit?
Well, I read his diaries, trying to find some things to know more about his past, and I've read something that made me to, rationally, despise him more (but, at heart, I can't. I dislike him, but he's my father and I feel attached to him).
I won't go into details, but, in the mid to late 90s, he was a sex addict and a compulsive masturbator; his descriptions made me sick, so I'll leave it there. He had a test for AIDS, but he was negative, so he felt happy. When he started dating my mother, she was dating another girl, and dumped her for my mum. One of the things that really disgusted me was when a co-worker of my dad wanted an officine, and my dad told her: "fuck me, and you'll have it". Completely despreciable.
Anyways, this is not the point of this thread; I'm currently reading Lolita, by Nabokov; there are some uncannys similarities between my dad and between Humbert Humbert, Lolita's narrator. My dad always uses mind gymnastics in the statement that I've found in his diaries; he tries to justify some thoughts and actions that are morally reprehensible; my dad viewed womens as objects, and not as persons, and it made me think that he viewed me as a trophy for him being successful (having a whife, a kid, a stable job, and affairs).
The things he wrote in these diaries were the typical of thoughts of a fucking closet narcissist, and it makes sense; how he keeps everything secret, how he's always in dating sites, and act as if I haven't seen anything, how he behaves in a pretty unempathetic way with my mum and with me (by him trying to dismiss my autism, using my mother as an object-an object that makes dinner, cleans, etc., and by how he never says what he's thinking). I did stole his drugs, because they were old, and I plan to smoke them someday, but I just want to leave my house, since I feel that I'm mentally fucked because of him.
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Remember when I talked about my dad and how he is a huge piece of shit?
Well, I read his diaries, trying to find some things to know more about his past, and I've read something that made me to, rationally, despise him more (but, at heart, I can't. I dislike him, but he's my father and I feel attached to him).
I won't go into details, but, in the mid to late 90s, he was a sex addict and a compulsive masturbator; his descriptions made me sick, so I'll leave it there. He had a test for AIDS, but he was negative, so he felt happy. When he started dating my mother, she was dating another girl, and dumped her for my mum. One of the things that really disgusted me was when a co-worker of my dad wanted an officine, and my dad told her: "fuck me, and you'll have it". Completely despreciable.
Anyways, this is not the point of this thread; I'm currently reading Lolita, by Nabokov; there are some uncannys similarities between my dad and between Humbert Humbert, Lolita's narrator. My dad always uses mind gymnastics in the statement that I've found in his diaries; he tries to justify some thoughts and actions that are morally reprehensible; my dad viewed womens as objects, and not as persons, and it made me think that he viewed me as a trophy for him being successful (having a whife, a kid, a stable job, and affairs).
The things he wrote in these diaries were the typical of thoughts of a fucking closet narcissist, and it makes sense; how he keeps everything secret, how he's always in dating sites, and act as if I haven't seen anything, how he behaves in a pretty unempathetic way with my mum and with me (by him trying to dismiss my autism, using my mother as an object-an object that makes dinner, cleans, etc., and by how he never says what he's thinking). I did stole his drugs, because they were old, and I plan to smoke them someday, but I just want to leave my house, since I feel that I'm mentally fucked because of him.