My father’s never really the supportive type.
Always either saying nothing at all, or something negative or stubborn.
I get 90’s on my mid terms, he looks at the lowest mark and makes some witty remark like, “They should all be 90’s.”
I compete in dance competitions and he says, “You should have practiced more.”
As if my hard work doesn’t pay off. Acknowledge my efforts and appreciate them. Fuck.