I care for my dad but these days I find myself resenting him a lot. Speaking to him feels like a burden or a chore. I only speak with him because that would make my mum happy. He was an okay father but in all honesty, he was a horrible husband. I don’t know how someone can stay with someone so verbally abusive, a cheater but she loves him and it makes me almost hate almost. I can still remember her tears, the day she almost passed out, just to find out it was an STI, my sister finding other women’s nudes on his phone. I really dislike him because he failed to show me what a good man, father and husband looks like.