I don't know where it all starts. I remember when I was a kid, like 4-5-6 years old, if me or my brother did something wrong, my dad would tell us to stay on our knees with raised hands facing the wardrobe. I know it sounds terrifying, but that was like almost 20 years ago, and my country is a bit underdeveloped. Then when I was around 13-14 years old, my dad was helping me with maths every evening, and whenever I didn't understand something he would get really frustrated and hit me on my head with his hand and I would start crying. I also remember around that time, I didn't want to eat meat coz it made me gag, and my dad used to yell at me and tell me I would not leave the kitchen until i eat the meat in my plate. He used to hit my brother with his belt, but he has never done this to me, maybe because I am a girl. I have always been afraid of him though, and greatly respecting him because of this. He is different now, never opens a word about these things, and he is very loving and financially supportive.
I'm not sure but I think my memories might be the reason I am disgusted. I live alone now, but he came to visit me for 3 months and it became even more apparent to me. My father showers only twice per week. Burbs and farts even on the street. He never uses his hand when he sneezes and when he does it in the car or in the room it starts smelling like saliva or something. He eats like a pig, really fast and loud, facing his plate horizontally while food falls from his mouth. When he is done he starts picking food stuck between his teeth with his fingers. I get really disgusted when I wash the dishes or forks he has eaten with. I feel he can't do anything without my mother, he doesn't know how to turn on the washing machine and doesn't even wanna learn because it is easier when she does it, or when I did in the past 3 months.
I know some people would really laugh at that, and I guess it is funny, but I really don't wanna feel this way. I can't confront him with it because he would get extremely offended and I find it hard to talk to him about serious matters anyway. I just want to love him for the reason that he is my father, but from the inside those things really bother me.
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