Fuck Father’s Day

Father’s Day used to mean something. But when the father of your children is a douchebag, what is there to celebrate? Not all men make good fathers. Unfortunately every time this holiday rolls around, I have a new reason to say Fuck Father’s Day.

I made a grievous error in picking a complete ass-hat to marry and be the father of my children, and now I’m cursed with his ignorant hide for eternity through the undeniable bonds of genetics. This decision is THE worst one I have made to date and it is at the root of every other bad decision made in the last 14 years.

I need to rant about this injustice for a moment because he deserves NO accolades or thanks for having done absolutely nothing to help and everything in his power to ruin the lives of our children. I detest the idea that social norms dictate that he should wear the dad hat with pride on that day and expect a pat on the back for being able to ejaculate.

I loathe the air he breathes and I would suffer no great loss to learn of his untimely passing. That would be, however, cause enough to celebrate and would be the only reason I would choose to acknowledge the holiday that should be more specific regarding the qualifications.

I toiled for eight years raising his son for him after the responsibility of custody was foisted on him by process of elimination. I had no help, no support from him. Every moment he undermined my efforts to raise his monster of a son, to love a child who did not want my affection but desperately needed it from someone.

Now that I’ve divorced him, he says shit like “I’m a good dad” to my kids via Skype. Who is he trying to convince with his sporadic communication attempts? He gives them excuses as to why it has been so long between contact but I know the truth.

When he is arguing with me in the background via email, he won’t contact them because he can’t separate whatever he thinks he feels for me and his duty to honor the relationship with his children. Which shouldn’t have anything to do with me, if he is as “great” as he claims.

Truth is he is just another immature bastard who has made children with multiple women and detached himself from all but his court ordered responsibilities.

I got no acknowledgement from him on Mother’s Day for having toiled to raise his son, as he gets to cruise through his senior year and watch him graduate high school. I transformed a delinquent into an honor student and what do I get for it? That’s right! Nothing.

Now I am raising my children by myself, while he actively continues to emotionally damage them with his narcissistic attempt at being a long-distance dad.

So fuck him and fuck father’s day.