Grab high for the stars
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Last published Wed, Aug 20, 2014
I honestly don't get why my father can't treat me like I am his daughter. My entire life my dad never told me he loved me or he was proud of me. It is hard for me when my mom travels for work and I have no one to tell me everything is alright. I have always wanted a dad that showed like he was proud of me but I guess that will never happen. Every morning I tell him good morning he doesn't even show any happiness towards it like he don't he say good morning back. What am I supposed to do？Every night I ask my father how was his day he says the day is not over. How am I supposed to react to that. I just I don't even think he is my father he doesn't treat me like I am his daughter. I just want to cry and hope that I had a dad that showed that he cared. I always try to have a good relationship with him but it just he doesn't want to accept it. Just miss my mom like crazy. My real mom when she still had me she was an alcoholic.
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