[ Testimony ] slacker

[Christ_empowered]

my dad's always regarded me as rebellious, as a "loser," as a slacker. I don't get it, honestly. Today, we were talking about my college situation, and he asked me "have you completed ANY of your online classes?," and...I'm actually fairly close to finishing the degree.

Ugh. I'm trying not to get all hypersensitive about it, of course. I -did- mess up as a teenager. I -did- do drugs. Its just...

I just get the sense that my dad's perception of me has always been far worse than I actually was, and its more of an issue now that The Lord has forgiven me and seen fit to bless me w/ some of the desires of my heart (physical healing, higher IQ, different personality, etc....big, big stuff, clearly).

Ugh. Family dynamics. Not always fun times.

I -do- love my dad and my mama. I really, really do. Its just...stuff like this brings up memories that I don't particularly care for, and makes me wonder: what gives? I mean, think about it...if you're always treated like either a "loser" or a "loser" in the making ("pre-loser," if you will), doesn't that kind of set a person up for big time failure? My dad regarded me as a "loser" until after I got saved, Jesus moved mightily in my life, etc., and now...on a good day, he regards me as "severely mentally ill."

Honestly, I think a lot of it was just that I was short and homely as a teenager. My dad's tall and conventionally handsome. Plus, I"m queer (not actively, now that I'm saved). By God's grace, I"m somehow taller (not tall, but in the average height range) and not homely (get this; by some miracle, I even have high cheek bones now, lol) . So, basically, I"m thinking part of God's work in my life has been to bless me with things I wanted and needed...like a couple extra inches in height so my dad would treat me better. True story.

OK. I Praise God for His unending mercy, compasion, love and goodness. I also pray for a smoother relationship with my parents, especially my dad.

Thanks.

 

[Eugene]

I also pray for a smoother relationship with my parents, especially my dad.

From some of the previous posts you've made concerning rides in the car, there appears to have been much reconciling. Go forward with that accomplished, and give your best to completing your education which seems to be very important to him. Talk these things over with him, and ask his advice as to which direction you should be taking now.

 

[Christ_empowered]

thanks, Eugene.

I -am- blessed to have my dad. I really, really am. Thanks for the practical advice.

 

[Edward]

my dad's always regarded me as rebellious, as a "loser," as a slacker. I don't get it, honestly. Today, we were talking about my college situation, and he asked me "have you completed ANY of your online classes?," and...I'm actually fairly close to finishing the degree.

Ugh. I'm trying not to get all hypersensitive about it, of course. I -did- mess up as a teenager. I -did- do drugs. Its just...

I just get the sense that my dad's perception of me has always been far worse than I actually was, and its more of an issue now that The Lord has forgiven me and seen fit to bless me w/ some of the desires of my heart (physical healing, higher IQ, different personality, etc....big, big stuff, clearly).

Ugh. Family dynamics. Not always fun times.

I -do- love my dad and my mama. I really, really do. Its just...stuff like this brings up memories that I don't particularly care for, and makes me wonder: what gives? I mean, think about it...if you're always treated like either a "loser" or a "loser" in the making ("pre-loser," if you will), doesn't that kind of set a person up for big time failure? My dad regarded me as a "loser" until after I got saved, Jesus moved mightily in my life, etc., and now...on a good day, he regards me as "severely mentally ill."

Honestly, I think a lot of it was just that I was short and homely as a teenager. My dad's tall and conventionally handsome. Plus, I"m queer (not actively, now that I'm saved). By God's grace, I"m somehow taller (not tall, but in the average height range) and not homely (get this; by some miracle, I even have high cheek bones now, lol) . So, basically, I"m thinking part of God's work in my life has been to bless me with things I wanted and needed...like a couple extra inches in height so my dad would treat me better. True story.

OK. I Praise God for His unending mercy, compasion, love and goodness. I also pray for a smoother relationship with my parents, especially my dad.

Thanks.

My dad is the same way, or was. You have to take that stuff in stride and shake it off. Honor your father and mother and all that...I was a big disappointment to him because I never took the test and became a Master Plumber like him. I took the HVAC test instead (Mechanical Contractor)...I'm guessing he couldn't catch on to electricity, lol. So he gave me a hard time about it (which I uh-huhed and laughed off)
it's all you can do with parents!

God prolly did add you a couple inches. I've heard the same testimonies before...

 

[Christ_empowered]

yeah...i was 5'7 age 20. I'm 5'10, maybe 5'11 now. I might have been short because of questionable nutrition, but...yeah. If you're 5'7 and hopelessly burned out at age 20, that's usually...it. You'll be prematurely aged and short for the rest of your life. sorry, better luck next time.

so, now I'm not prematurely aged, and I'm tall enough for...well, tall enough to not be a "short, homely flamer," LOL.