Make Your Father Happy

It's almost Father's Day as most of you should know and I'd like to give a shout-out to mine. Let me give you a little history on my life before I begin my writing.
My biological father had abandoned me and my mother when I was just a toddler and I always had this sense of abandonment. My grandfather adopted me, legally, yes, he's my father now and I always considered him as such. He's always been there for me.

I love my father so much. I love my mother so much. I'm a family oriented person, but this essay will be focused on my father, since it is Father's Day. Younger people reading this may hate their fathers because they think they're too hard on them or they push them too hard or whatever. Don't hate them. I thought the same way when I was younger, but then when I grew up, I realized he just cared for me and loved me, and didn't want to see me fail in life.

I went to jail for my first time when I was only 15 years old, and I cried. I never cried, I thought I was a badass back then, with the people I hung out with. But when I was sitting in that holding cell, I cried. Not because I was scared of the jail time, but because I knew I let my father down. He had high hopes for me, and I basically just blew him off, and did what I wanted to do. I didn't realize how selfish I was until after I got out.

At 16, I dropped out of school, another disappointment and selfish move on my part. I wasn't thinking when I did this. I had just gotten out of jail, my friend who I had known since I was 2 committed suicide and my girlfriend left me. Teenage love sucks. I couldn't take the heat, my dad told me some words of encouragement, "Just stick with it", but I threw that in his face and dropped out of school. He's still disappointed in me about that, and it's been years. I still regret it. I don't regret it because I don't have a diploma or I'm not in college. I regret it because I let my father down.

A few months later, I was back in jail again for motor vehicle theft. My father had just started to have more faith in me that maybe I could do some right. Well, he was wrong. I screwed up again. He always told me before I left the house with my friends, "Don't do anything you're not supposed to", and I threw that back in his face too. I went out, stole a car, got caught red-handed, and my father didn't even have anything to say about it. When I came out of the holding cell to be released to him, all he did was give me a sad stare, and the drive home was quiet. He was sad. He was disappointed in me. He had hopes for me, but I screwed it up. Our relationship was horrible for a while after that. He had to go all out, spend all our money for an attorney on me, to help me get out of jail. Despite throwing his advice back in his face, he still supported me through the whole ordeal. It was selfish on my part, and I regret it.

So this was written for any kids out there with "abusive" fathers, and all that BS, well, I wish my dad beat me more, because I turned out to be such a horrible kid. I love my dad, and I never meant to hurt him, but I did, and I regret it. So kids, before you do something, think. Think about your father. Think about your mother. Think about your family. Think about what you'll be putting them through if you get caught. Just take my advice, I've been through it all and I know how it all works. You think you might be cool because you did this or that, but one day, you'll get caught, and your father is going to be the one to back you up. So all in all, just, be good to your fathers.

Happy Father's Day , dad.