My dad is in town. And guess what… I won’t be seeing him. Yea, I know it’s crazy. But that’s what we’ve become lately: a crazy family. So, basically, I can’t do anything; I can’t complain; I can’t protest. As an obedient daughter, I’m just supposed to understand that my dad has deserted me.

I’m fatherless. No one actually cares about me in this family. Really, everyone just pretends to care about me, but they don’t. I’m just an inconvenience to them and their perfect family. If not, why isn’t there someone saying a thing about me? All they care about is Sim. Oh, boy, they really love him that one.

I mean dad travelled all the way from P.E. to Cape Town just to come fetch him. What’s that if it’s not love? No one will ever do that for me. Not in a thousand blue moon! But with Sim… they’ll go to the end of the world just to make sure that he gets whatever he wants.

And if I were to tell them that I need winter clothes I would be starting World War 3. How fair is that now? He tried to explain: said something about a presentation he has to prepare, but I cut him off. I don’t have the patience for his excuses!

I hate him!

Overreacting? No. Why can’t a father make time for his own daughter?

That was, in fact, the question I wanted to ask mom when I called her. “Oh, no, sweetheart… there’s nothing I can do. You know how stubborn he is!” I could hear she was crying. And I knew if I asked her if she was crying, she’d say no. Sim is leaving this evening and I know it’s tearing her apart, but there’s nothing else she can do.

I guess we, me and her, have something in common: our helplessness. She has to watch Sim slip out of her reach every day. And I, on the other side, wake up to the sad reality that my dad doesn’t give a toss about me anymore every morning.

Ugh. Life sucks. Mxm!

ZZ xxx

Dish it: am I being ‘selfish’ as always?