Dear Diary,
I really wish I had a much better and stronger relationship with my father. While I of course do love my father, I feel that the bond that we have is very weak, and only being held together by one strand… sports. It seems that all of my life the only way that I’ve ever actually bonded with my dad was through sports. We only talk about sports, what sport I’m playing at the time, how I’m doing at it, a sporting event that’s on TV, anything about sports. But, once again, it’s ONLY sports. Never do we ever talk about school, friends, vacations, relationships, family, anything, it’s just sports. And this is how it’s been my entire life, so it’s all I know, it’s the only way I can communicate with my dad. Lately I’ve been trying to bring up other topics such as grades, but it just doesn’t feel right, it seems sort of awkward.
There are several reasons as to which why I think our relationship is the way it is. I think that the relationship that my dad had with his dad (my grandfather) was exactly the same, and it may have been perfectly fine for them because of their love for all sports, but it’s different for me. While I do love sports and love playing sports, I don’t love it as much as they do. I’m into all kinds of things like video games or books, and I think that my dad realizes that, but won’t embrace any part of it. He wants me to be just like he was when he was a kid, he thinks it’s some sort of tradition or something to just care about sports. I don’t think he realizes that times are changing.
I love my dad and will do anything to make him proud of me, which brings up yet another sort of dilemma. The only way that I think at least, to make him proud is to achieve something in sports. But sometimes I get burnt out of trying so hard at something that I don’t completely love to do (play sports). I like to think that I play sports to have fun, but that hasn’t been the case these past few years. I’ve realized that the main reason I play sports is to make my dad proud. I know it’s time for a change, time for me to say something. I’m not saying I’m going to quit or anything, but I need to find a new motive for doing something that I do for 4 hours every day.
I really wish I had a much better and stronger relationship with my father. While I of course do love my father, I feel that the bond that we have is very weak, and only being held together by one strand… sports. It seems that all of my life the only way that I’ve ever actually bonded with my dad was through sports. We only talk about sports, what sport I’m playing at the time, how I’m doing at it, a sporting event that’s on TV, anything about sports. But, once again, it’s ONLY sports. Never do we ever talk about school, friends, vacations, relationships, family, anything, it’s just sports. And this is how it’s been my entire life, so it’s all I know, it’s the only way I can communicate with my dad. Lately I’ve been trying to bring up other topics such as grades, but it just doesn’t feel right, it seems sort of awkward.
There are several reasons as to which why I think our relationship is the way it is. I think that the relationship that my dad had with his dad (my grandfather) was exactly the same, and it may have been perfectly fine for them because of their love for all sports, but it’s different for me. While I do love sports and love playing sports, I don’t love it as much as they do. I’m into all kinds of things like video games or books, and I think that my dad realizes that, but won’t embrace any part of it. He wants me to be just like he was when he was a kid, he thinks it’s some sort of tradition or something to just care about sports. I don’t think he realizes that times are changing.
I love my dad and will do anything to make him proud of me, which brings up yet another sort of dilemma. The only way that I think at least, to make him proud is to achieve something in sports. But sometimes I get burnt out of trying so hard at something that I don’t completely love to do (play sports). I like to think that I play sports to have fun, but that hasn’t been the case these past few years. I’ve realized that the main reason I play sports is to make my dad proud. I know it’s time for a change, time for me to say something. I’m not saying I’m going to quit or anything, but I need to find a new motive for doing something that I do for 4 hours every day.