Why Can't I Talk To My Dad? I'm 24 years old, turning 25 this year, and my relationship with my dad is none existent. I wish I could give you a point in my #life where this whole thing with my dad started, but I have felt for a long time this issue has been around, for as long as I can remember. Me and my dad don't talk (or as he would put it, I don't talk to him), which i guess is true as well. Regardless, we don't have general conversations about anything, and when we do it doesn't feel natural. Almost forced but I have to say something to him. Our conversations start in the same way, we won't really talk about anything really for about a couple weeks, maybe a month. Then one day when I come home from work and he will just start having a rant about me not taking to him and not treating him like a father. The truth is i would like to speak to my dad about things like how his day has been and what his been up to. But he doesn't work, and very rarely goes anywhere. And if he does go anywhere it's to the shop and back. So there's nothing to really talk about if you get what I mean. He without fail makes me feel worse then I already do, like I done the world of wrong, and couldn't be further away from what I want. Don't remember the last nice he said to me or something I had done right in his eyes. But I could quite easily write a list of the things he thinks I've done wrong. Today was the last straw, breaking point, why I write this now. His literally burst into my room after I had finished work and just started shouting in my face because he thought I was ignoring him. Which I wasn't, I was asleep. He then summed my issue with not talking to him as psychological, and I should seek professional help for it. But I don't have a problem talking to other people. Like me and my mom are totally fine, friends are fine, it's just him. And only him I have this issue with. I don't mean to make my dad sound like a bad person but generally speaking his not. I do love him very much, I may not partially like the things he says or does sometimes but I do love him like any child would. It's just got the point now where I'm just so done with this. I working on moving out just so I can get away from home, wake up in the morning and know that there isn't a chance I'll be made to feel like the worst person in the world that day. I've tried talking to him but the conversations are pointless. If I try and defend myself or bring up a point, I'm being rude and should shut up, and whenever I'm silent he gets angry and tells me to open my mouth. I just can't win and I fucking hate it, sorry for swearing. So I at this point now don't know what to do. If anyone has a similar situation or can relate to this one, please share your thoughts on what I could do or how you managed to overcome this. I'm not expecting a right answer, I just need other people's views on the matter other than my own. Thank you again for taking the time to read this, and any help would be gratefully appreciated. #Advice #father #son #emotinal #NathanStathan #help #blog #2015

There Are No Words Hello one and all. And welcome back. It's been about 3 or so months since I was last here. But there has been a reason for my absence. Well a few actually. One of them being dark souls 2. Not going to lie, it has taken up a lot of my time lol. But on a more serious note. I've just been working a whole ton. Just trying to make as money as I can to move out. Here's to hoping at least. But generally everything has been fine up until about 2 weeks ago where things slowly started to take a turn for the worst. All started with a 15 hours shift that I stupidly agreed to. Not my best idea in a while. As you can imagine I was stupidly exhausted and tired. And I had work the next three days after that. So for the rest of the week I was just playing catch up. I just couldn't stay awake or perform very well. Got moaned at by all my mangers, ended up walking out and feeling pretty shitty to say the least. And now here we now Thursday 17th April. And I still feel no better, I'm having sleepless nights, emotional related outbreaks within my mind. Don't know how much more of this I can take. Yesterday I think was it for me. I woke up like I normally would and went to greet my dad in the morning. He started off by asking me "do you know why you and your ex broke up?". I responded with "I have an idea". She told me she was unhappy but yeah...that's another opuss for another time. To cut it short, my dad is convinced that it was my fault we broke up, that I didn't do enough and that I will never find anyone like her again. So as you can imagine I felt even worse. And now since yesterday that's all I've been thinking about. I've done a pretty good job not to let my ex bother me up until that point. So many questions. Do I still love her? Am I actually over her? Could I of done more? Do I write her a message admitting I could of done more? I just don't know. So that's where I currently stand right me. Just so confused and a little lost to be honest. I can only hope that all of you are doing better than me. But that's it for now. Any advice would be greatly appreciated. Until next time. This is NathanStathan signing out

2014 And Me. Happy new year everyone, I can only your 2014 has started off with a bang and things are going really. Sadly, mine hasn't gone so well. Pull up a seat and allow me to explain what I mean. Today being the the 13th of January. So much has changed. I've lost a lot of contact with people I'd consider to be my closest friends, my job is hanging in the balance, and my girlfriend of 4 years broke up with me. So as you can already see my year is going great. Pardon the sarcasm. Just recently I haven't found a good way with dealing with my problems. Writing stories has always been a way of me expressing how I feel. I find it so nice being to write everything down and not judged. Well that's the idea at least. I'm writing this for a few reasons. This is my only escape from the real world. And just for anyone else who feels the same to know your not alone and other people feel the same way. I've always wanted to write about things I know a lot about, and what do I know better then myself? I do hope this has been a somewhat pleasant read and expect more in the very near future. For now, farewell and merry Monday

The Development (1) Hello everyone. Can only hope your having a good Sunday. This isn't a story, but more just me, talking to you. No rhymes, no plot. Just words. If someone were to ask me what I thought of myself, just in general. I would honestly reply with that I'm decent. But I have my flaws. And today. I realised that I'm quite weak. Not physically but emotionally. I can't really stand up for myself and also find it hard to let go, until I'm pushed and by which time it's too late. Throughout my #life, a lot of people have came into it, and just as quickly as they came, they left. Not really leaving any kind of impact. However a select few, have came into it, and have remained a part it. Until somewhat recently when well...things changed.

We Agree To Disagree (1) I was looking through my feed in the "not so wonderful world" known as Facebook. And came across a #quote that went something like this. "You can never make the same mistake twice, because the second time you make it, it's not a mistake, its a damn choice" All I can really say Is that I don't completely agree with this statement. Simply because doing something twice and having the same result doesn't make it a mistake. For instance if someone takes a test for the first time and fails, studies for a retake, does the same test again and fails again...that person didnt choose to fail that time. They just so happen to. Just wish people would choose their words a little more carefully, because this could be taken the wrong way. But then again, I am me, and always have something to say about every thing