I have always tried to make my father proud of me, yet everything back fires. When I was five I told him I wanted to be a tattoo artist, just like him, he told me he would rather I don't. Fifteen years later we were expecting another sibling he hoped to be a boy so he could call him Aurther(Art) so he could teach him how to tattoo. He has cheated on my mom and I will never forgive him for that because whenever something bothers him he starts helling at her about something she had no control. I was a A student for all my schooling and the only time he said he was proud was because someone of his family name graduated high school. One day in high school he got to the house while I was getting ready for school, he said let me drive you to school. He did this to tell me that I needed to pick him or mom because because he was not paying for a place he has no say, I found out later that mom's crime was telling him to stop helling at her for what others had done. I ended up crying for 4 hrs in the bathroom. I only asked for a ride from school once, and he acted like I asked him to chop his dick off but he was more then fine picking up my friend for a school project. That same day, I walked a mile to work in rain. Worst of all is we were moving and i didn't want to leave my friends without telling them. One got so emotional that she called dad and begged to stop the move. He can home said I wasn't his daughter and called me a back stabbing bitch. Sorry someone liked me being me.