Outline of a story board, with new ideas.
Last week came a defining moment in my life. I was given the run-around by my own father for even the smallest of help from him and my mother. They refused to give me financial information to make low interest government funds available to help pay for my(soon to be) ever mounting school debt at ‘Full Sail University.’ Through this argument came a lot of feelings that were tied back to what it was like to live under his roof, and it was not enjoyable. So now I am taking a break, yes, just a break. I am not cutting them out of my life, just merely putting our relationship on ‘hiatus’ until I get back on my feet for college.
After this happened between my father and I, there was an email that was drafted to send him…this was it
“When you signed the papers to join into the service, you went to your grandfather for his signature, not to relay the debt of service to him, but merely for some reconciliation as to where you came from. You took “his spot” in the service and this made you proud, and even now you used it as an example to teach me a lesson. I understand this, then father, tell me how your own son asking you for small bits of information to aid him into learning and experiencing things that will aid him for the rest of his life is any different. Yes, by going into financial debt I am creating a different form of the same principal of which serving in the army creates. Instead of being in financial hardship during your mandatory years serving you were given monetary goods in return for your physical service. This by default put stress on many parts of your life, towards your wife and yourself. So you have then created a debt not in finances but rather in your relationship that could have possibly scarred. This whole situation alludes me.
Dad, honestly I will never understand your decision to be so stagnant towards my persistence to attend this college, most people my age(or rather in LIFE) do not have even a small thought of what in life can drive them for the rest of their life. However when your own son comes to you with his eyes so bright and full of vigor, you put him down and call it going out on a ‘whim.’ It was only made this way because of your innability to accept the fact that I need to do this, if it’s a mistake, THEN IT IS. However, I am persevering enough to not only make it through the debt but make something beautiful out of this.
By not accepting my decisions and helping me through them, and still fighting me on every turn you have detached yourself from every part of my everday life. It’s gross to even think about, already you have shut your wife’s parents out of your two lives’ and now your own son. Instead of helping me through the decisions that I have accumulated in life, you opt for non compliance and ill effort.
It hurts dad.
Maybe one day you will realize what you have done. Until then, I still love you and am man enough to still be there when you need me. It’s the least I can do for my own family, because that’s what it’s really about. Just because of stupid situations where ones own perspective on life gets in the way of understanding, doesn’t mean you have to stop talking to them.
Maybe we can be a family again soon. “
Goodbye believing that through it all you really were looking in my best interest.
