all my life I have had an interesting relationship with my parents. My father raised me to believe that the world is just one big adventure. All he really ever cared about was his own feelings. He carried his family like extra baggage as he tried to figure out what he wanted to do with the rest of his life. He brought us into his mid life crisis. As if nothing else mattered, it would always be about him. He switched from idea to idea place to place like it was nothing to us. I have been sick and worn out by living in the shadow of his life. As much as it hurts to say, my father now does not like me at all anymore. And for the first time in my life, I don’t care. He is the type of person that will never change even for the sake of his loved ones. I refuse to tolerate the life he lives any longer. This is why we simply do not get along. I know deep down inside he understands why I seperated myself from him. Maybe in time we can mend our relationship, but with that there will have to be improvements in his lifestyle and compassion.