Daddy's girl...

I don't honestly understand what went wrong with my relationship with my father, we just don't seem to understand each other anymore.

I can't even pinpoint a time when it all began to go downhill but i think it must've happened at some point during my second year of university.

At first i hated uni and i was constantly calling my dad in tears for comfort and guidance...but a few months down the line that all changed. It changed even more during my second year when i got my first uni boyfriend and i began spending more and more time at uni throughout the Easter, Summer and Christmas breaks....by third year i was in my element. Being my own person totally suited me and i began turning to dad less and less, choosing instead to turn to my fun loving mother.

Now all we seem to do is argue and bicker...not one day will pass when we don't snap at each other and my dad has frequently started telling me to "f--k off" during these heated moments.

I'm trying seriously hard during this break away to think before i speak in hope to avoid these situations but it seems that no matter what i do or say it's always wrong.

I miss the days when i used to love spending time with my father...even choosing him over my friends.

Those days weren't even that long ago...



Me and my dad during better times at the guinness sky bar in Dublin.