The Chronicles Of A Gay Make-up Artist / Fathers Day

As Fathers Day creeps on me this year I think about the fact that I never had one .Well a sperm donor yes  but thats it. My dad and I tryed a few times well i did a few times and him maybe once that i can remember .To start a relationship but it was hard because we had nothing really to talk about we had no memories together or no important times to discuss .He is pretty stubborn and quite a mean person well at least to me.I remember I went to visit him when I was like twelve years old this was the first time in a while since I was like five years old .I did not like being with him I felt weird at always on my toes scared almost to speak .Than one day I saw him using drugs well some pot .Well I was like all dramatic and shit I called my mother ,She blacked out of course and was I guess happy he fucked so she can talk shit on him .He came home that day and beat the shit out of me it was the first time I was scared I mite die from the smacks he gave I think he even punched in between the belt lashings.  .It was the only time he showed me at least some sored of attention .I rather have had him teach me how to ride a bike or drive .Oh just go to some of my events and special ocassions just be proud of me.But I have learned to forgive him and make it with out him in my life .I do it for me and not for him he is the one that lost out on a great and wonderful relationship with a great and amazing man such as me.I do give him this he has made me a better man and stronger man for never ever being my dad but a sperm donor .