I wasn't originally going to post this, but.. I figure it's only in the blog, so what the hell.
I saw my father on Thursday morning.. for a few minutes.
The man truly is a miserable human being.
I'm now convinced that he intentionally picks fights with me, to make me sick.
We met at a coffee shop.
I've been feeling, very down lately, between what happened with Aflac.. and.. being unable to find a job.
I've sent out, dozens of replies. to job ads of all kinds, . with no luck, not to mention the temp agencies that had nothing.
I purposely went there.. with the intent of remaining calm, and not to pick any fights with him.
I talked very low, and had my head down.
Immediately, for no reason, he got nasty, demanding to know what was wrong.
I tried to be conciliatory.
I said "Dad, I'm still very upset about what happened with Aflac. I'm also frustrated about not being able to find a temp job".
At that point he could have acted like a father, and engaged in discussion about my concerns, advice about what else to do to find a job.. offer to help me spruce up my resume.
He did NONE of those things.
The SOB immediately launched into attack mode, saying
"I KNOW there are jobs. You aren't trying"
He then said "I was thinking back". and he started to launch into a rant about the past again.
At that point I said "Fuck You, You Son Of A Bitch", and walked out.
I came home, and decided I wasn't going to hold back any longer.
After I experienced a seizure from aggravation, I sent him a long, blasting email, ripping him from top to bottom. I went into everything, from his attack on me yesterday, to his carrying on about dead people (My mom), and how conciliatory I've been to his extended family, who have treated me like shit. I told him how he has a history of never discussing my future with me, and always ripping me when I'm down, and never engaging in helpful advice or behavior to make things better.
Today, I sent him a second email, ripping him.
I told him everything, and said "If you want to throw me in the street, go for it". .
The crazy part to this whole thing.,,.
The attorney who was at the center of the whole situation with Aflac, and my having to leave.
That attorney and I had discussed a trademark for a business idea I want to do.
In between my job search today, I sent the attorney a very polite email.
I didn't say one word about the situation with his law firm not signing with Aflac, or anything hostile.
I had thought the attorney had drafted paperwork, and that I already had said trademark, and asked him to send such to me.
I must have been so consumed with Aflac this past year.
I didn't know that actually, the attorney hadn't drafted the paperwork.
Although, he did say that if I wanted to, he would look into it for me.
I wanted to think it over, but.. I think I'm going to email him Monday, tell him to look into it, and arrange a meeting to try and move it forward.
If I do such, I also don't plan to involve my father in any of it.
I think, I'm so enraged at my father for the following reason, and I told him this.
When he sent me the "Get off your ass and make something of your life, kid" email in the summer of 2013..
I absolutely deserved that email.
I had originally said I was going to have a position in a company after taking off a couple of months to digest my mom';s death in the summer of 2012, and took a year.
I even told him today that I deserved said email.
This.. his behavior now.. is positively demonic.
I did exactly what I said I was going to after leaving Aflac.
I took a week to digest it, and have been looking for jobs.
I was told by both the temp agency, and others, that it could be very difficult until after the 1st of the year.
No job I get will earn me enough money to be free of him, unless he decides to throw me away. What I would love, and would be poetic justice.
After doing whatever "job" I have to, temporarially or short term.. I would love to get the company I want to start.. going.. do it all myself, make enough money.. to take care of myself, pay him off every penny, and then ask him why we should stay together.
I'm expecting he will send me a volcanic e-mail at some point not long off.
Whatever happens, I just have to stay the course I'm on.
Continue to look for jobs, and hopefully, be able to start the business I want to.
If "God Helps Those Who Help Themselves", then hopefully he will help me very soon, because, I'm doing everything possible to help myself.
If such happens, I could hopefully be on my way to finally being out of the misery I have with my father.
I saw my father on Thursday morning.. for a few minutes.
The man truly is a miserable human being.
I'm now convinced that he intentionally picks fights with me, to make me sick.
We met at a coffee shop.
I've been feeling, very down lately, between what happened with Aflac.. and.. being unable to find a job.
I've sent out, dozens of replies. to job ads of all kinds, . with no luck, not to mention the temp agencies that had nothing.
I purposely went there.. with the intent of remaining calm, and not to pick any fights with him.
I talked very low, and had my head down.
Immediately, for no reason, he got nasty, demanding to know what was wrong.
I tried to be conciliatory.
I said "Dad, I'm still very upset about what happened with Aflac. I'm also frustrated about not being able to find a temp job".
At that point he could have acted like a father, and engaged in discussion about my concerns, advice about what else to do to find a job.. offer to help me spruce up my resume.
He did NONE of those things.
The SOB immediately launched into attack mode, saying
"I KNOW there are jobs. You aren't trying"
He then said "I was thinking back". and he started to launch into a rant about the past again.
At that point I said "Fuck You, You Son Of A Bitch", and walked out.
I came home, and decided I wasn't going to hold back any longer.
After I experienced a seizure from aggravation, I sent him a long, blasting email, ripping him from top to bottom. I went into everything, from his attack on me yesterday, to his carrying on about dead people (My mom), and how conciliatory I've been to his extended family, who have treated me like shit. I told him how he has a history of never discussing my future with me, and always ripping me when I'm down, and never engaging in helpful advice or behavior to make things better.
Today, I sent him a second email, ripping him.
I told him everything, and said "If you want to throw me in the street, go for it". .
The crazy part to this whole thing.,,.
The attorney who was at the center of the whole situation with Aflac, and my having to leave.
That attorney and I had discussed a trademark for a business idea I want to do.
In between my job search today, I sent the attorney a very polite email.
I didn't say one word about the situation with his law firm not signing with Aflac, or anything hostile.
I had thought the attorney had drafted paperwork, and that I already had said trademark, and asked him to send such to me.
I must have been so consumed with Aflac this past year.
I didn't know that actually, the attorney hadn't drafted the paperwork.
Although, he did say that if I wanted to, he would look into it for me.
I wanted to think it over, but.. I think I'm going to email him Monday, tell him to look into it, and arrange a meeting to try and move it forward.
If I do such, I also don't plan to involve my father in any of it.
I think, I'm so enraged at my father for the following reason, and I told him this.
When he sent me the "Get off your ass and make something of your life, kid" email in the summer of 2013..
I absolutely deserved that email.
I had originally said I was going to have a position in a company after taking off a couple of months to digest my mom';s death in the summer of 2012, and took a year.
I even told him today that I deserved said email.
This.. his behavior now.. is positively demonic.
I did exactly what I said I was going to after leaving Aflac.
I took a week to digest it, and have been looking for jobs.
I was told by both the temp agency, and others, that it could be very difficult until after the 1st of the year.
No job I get will earn me enough money to be free of him, unless he decides to throw me away. What I would love, and would be poetic justice.
After doing whatever "job" I have to, temporarially or short term.. I would love to get the company I want to start.. going.. do it all myself, make enough money.. to take care of myself, pay him off every penny, and then ask him why we should stay together.
I'm expecting he will send me a volcanic e-mail at some point not long off.
Whatever happens, I just have to stay the course I'm on.
Continue to look for jobs, and hopefully, be able to start the business I want to.
If "God Helps Those Who Help Themselves", then hopefully he will help me very soon, because, I'm doing everything possible to help myself.
If such happens, I could hopefully be on my way to finally being out of the misery I have with my father.
