Father's day... a day I used to look forward to as a small girl. Back then I couldnt wait to put my father on his throne of compliments and accomplishments as a father... I was so naive I actually believed he was the most amazing father in the world. I just thought "he doesnt hit me.. and he doesnt use the words bitch or hore to describe me. So he was the perfect dad". I was so far from the truth.. he didnt use explicit words but he might as well have. He blamed me for my and his relationship being nonexistent even though for all my childhood I used to do anything to win his approval but to no avail. I never met his expectations I never will... he said I was rude and disrespectful.. even though when I was he was...