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My name is Vlad Pills and my dad left just over three years ago, and it was horrible, but i managed to get past the fact of him not being there for me anymore. He was a pretty **** dad. He didnt exactly act like one either.
I knew he was there, he lived in the same house, he talked to me, but he was more of a stranger that just lives with you, and says hi to you the odd time. He was a **** dad. I loved him anyhow. When things started going downhill before he left, he stopped being "neutral" and not giving a ****, and became a complete arsehole. Arguments broke out left and right, and it was really ****.
Then, after 2 months when we came back, he sat me down on the couch,
and said "Vlad, we've sorted it out, its going to be all okay again."
Being the stupid kid i was, i believed him without hesitating for a second.
It lasted for a month, before he left. He packed up his things into the car, and while i was in the house, he just walked out the door without saying goodbye. He called me the next day, saying he wanted to say goodbye and explain himself, but the end story was, that he didnt. I got mad over it, screaming at him over the phone that he never keeps his promises and these were the last words my dad said to me;
"Nobody ever keeps their word! Neither will you when youre older. Youre just going to be another piece of **** who will never do anything youll be proud of in your life!"
He hung up on me, and that was the last time we spoke. Its a really ****** thing to hear, from a person who once meant the world to you, and it really sticks in your mind, that hey "that might be true".
I have to admit, this run was something amazing. No matter how tiring it was, it was by far the greatest feeling of knowing that youve done something like that. When i reached Galway, there was nothing spectacular about it....few houses, sea, loadsa tourists, but it was by far the most beautiful thing i have seen, just because i tried so hard to do it, and it was my goal to reach it,
and especially, the fact that i realized that im not the kind of person my dad was, who gave up on anything he has ever started.
The tougher something is, the more awesome the result is
I still cant feel my legs, but every step of the nearly 500km was worth it.