it is as if
a bird you tended from its babyhood
has flown next door,
and sings to your neighbour
in a way they never sang to you.
it means nothing of note, of
consequence, but all the same,
you tended that bird,
and now they have chosen another.
it is as if you see the bird in your garden,
and aren’t sure whether it will sing for you
in all its life, but know
that you will keep a bag of seeds as long
as you live, and they will return to you,
even voiceless.
Dad side quests are so funny.
Yesterday I asked if he wanted to play marvel rivals with me and I ended up going on a bike ride.
Today I asked if he wanted to play marvel rivals with me (since we forgot to play) and I ended up digging up a tree stump.
Love you Dad
feeling a nostalgic melancholy for the broken image of my father. he is my reflection, and a hazy image of everything i fear. i see more of myself in him every year i grow older. how do i escape the eternal damnnation of my fathers crippling credit card debt? will I ever be free? I’ve prayed to a god I’m not sure i believe in for the past three nights, i don’t know if he hears me.
“The LORD bless you and keep you; the LORD make his face shine on you and be gracious to you; the LORD turn his face toward you and give you peace.”
-Numbers 6:24-26
<3 God Bless!
Today, I just hurt my middle Brother’s feelings by accident. I told her “It’s a shame to talk with you”. I heard Mother and Father talking with her saying, “Don’t talk to her again”. My heart broke. Now, they try to talk with me again, I refused. Maybe, I’ll just end it all, and rest. From all these cruel family and cruel life. Maybe I’ll just have a rest. Maybe I’ll leave the world with simple message.Just wanted to say, Thank you, for being my side, for being my rock, to catch me when I fall. Maybe it is the last post before I go. (Probably), Just wanna leave that world and go above and move on from that reality.
Goodbye, see you on the other side.
Zario Is very sad His Family Died In The Home.
do you ever feel like your parents love you but doesn’t like you??? I know my father loves me , I am his firstborn and only daughter ; he takes care of me and everything but he doesn’t seem to like me .I mean doesn’t like my personality , the way I talk or act or dress and my personal choices and opinions are always wrong , we barely agree on anything but as they say the child you clash with most is the one who is most like you .
sometimes i feel like when my father looks at me he only sees himself and that’s why he struggles to like who I am even if his love for me is always there somehow .
Did pigtails for bedtime:3, I feel so little and cutesy! I’m happy :3
goodnight bunnies and daddies!
I called to the LORD, who is worthy of praise, and have been saved from my enemies.
-2 Samuel 22:4
<3 God Bless!
I want a dad. Not a daddy but dad, dada whatever. I want to be loved like a daughter and actually be loved by a father figure unlike my bio dad who hates me. I’m a coal miner so yeah, pls don’t be creepy with me. I have disc, insta, session, and TikTok and whatsapp. Don’t be a creep, don’t ask for weird things or send THAT stuff. I’ll only give my social media if I actually trust you.
No i won’t call you daddy unless i agere to a young young age. Yes. Despite being young i still go younger at times, call me weird.
I want faces too so I’m not just talking to some stranger. I want to know you on a deeper level and what all you have been through and I want you to do the same with me.
I know most guys will ignore this but the few who even bother to read this or dm me or comment thank you for actually trying to care :)
(All quotes are from my father’s book, “My Analysis With Freud, Reminiscences”, by A. Kardiner, M.D.)
My father’s first contact with Sigmund Freud was a letter he received in 1921 accepting him as a student of Freud’s in Vienna. My father had graduated from medical school in New York City and was having trouble finding a job in a specialty that interested him. He had originally wanted to be a…
Dear daddy,
You used to be my world I thought the world of you until you ruined my family, my childhood, my soul. My first and biggest heartbreak was never a teenage boy but my father. He’s let me down since day one. When he had the affair, when he started vaping, when he left us in the dark ina foreign country, he never hurt me physically but he destroyed my soul, it is beyond broken with no sign of repair. I guess I’ll die one day knowing my daddy never loved me enough to try and he’ll die knowing his daughter was such a failure and his biggest mistake.
I will die his daughter, I will die their daughter and I will go files and hurt, broken and damaged. I will die never being understood by my parents. I will probably die the slow painful death I deserve I’ll never amount to much and my dad can forever be disappointed in me and proud of my sister even if she’s worse than me. This is more than js feeling upset, this is a broken soul reaching from deep inside clawing for help.
I don’t understand what’s going on inside me because I’m protecting someone I hate. However, I’m not protecting that person; I’m just protecting the things that are associated with that person, which are also associated with me. So, I’m protecting myself.
The thing is, when you realize that a person who was closest to you turns out to be like this, it suddenly hits you rock bottom. You suddenly feel like you’re talking to someone else and don’t recognize that person at all.
Are you the same person whom I trusted the most to protect me? Are you the same person I was closest to? How can you hate that person? You cannot, not when he is your family, in my case father.
You know, since Numbuh 1 is related to both Father AND Grandfather by blood, does that mean he’ll have powers like either of them or even BOTH of them someday?
But for you who revere my name, the sun of righteousness will rise with healing in its rays. And you will go out and frolic like well-fed calves.
-Malachi 4:2
<3 God Bless!
In a bustling modern Japanese city blending everyday life with subtle anime flair, Akihiro Sagayama is a dedicated corporate manager navigating high-stakes boardrooms by day. At 39, with his striking white hair, purple eyes behind black glasses, and an ever-present ahoge, he exudes calm confidence in his sharp black jacket and purple tie. Widowed young, he raises his teenage daughter Tomoko single-handedly, finding solace in their quiet coffee dates. These moments recharge him amid his demanding career, where he balances ambition with fatherly warmth, always smiling through challenges to support her dreams.He’s Voiced by Daisuke Sakaguchi/阪口大助
