My Dad

Not always there when you need him, actually, barely ever at all, but hate him? Never, for it isn’t his fault.

You see, he has severe adult ADHD.

That’s right, my dad has Attention Deficit/ Hyperactivity Disorder, where inattention and distractibility are a constant boarder and live in the brain, rent-free I might add, as a low self-esteem hoarder.

Our relationship is hardly any at all and I know he feels like a failure, so he continues to stall when it comes to reaching out in a phone call.

If he only knew that I hold no strife, as a matter of fact, I’m proud of him and his life.

The story goes that when he was first diagnosed, the doctor told my dad that he had the worst case of ADHD he had ever seen anyone have.

I have learned that he has a tendency to only contribute to informal conversations. That is, “intellectually speaking,” would not be a phrase he chooses to say, in my observations.

I wish he had more confidence, as he most certainly would if he could see that in my eyes he is so much more than he thinks he could ever be.

You see, my dad is so funny, determined, strong, athletic, handsome and kind. Everyone who knows him loves him as far as I have been able to find. I dare anyone to try to discover otherwise as my dad has the kindest eyes.

His belly-laugh is certified to make anyone laugh, I could go on and on about it in many more paragraphs.

My dad is strong and athletic; he has a weight-lifting regimen that he sticks to — the determination is poetic.

He loves playing basketball and pool. Someone once told me that they call him The Shark when he plays pool because he is so good that it’s like he comes out of nowhere — I think that’s kind of cool.

I remember the first and only time I have ever seen my dad cry, it was after my mom & him got a divorce; talking to him about it made me feel shy. See, he was worried he wouldn’t get to see my siblings & I anymore after the marriage had died.

Even though I don’t see or talk to my dad often, I love him very much. I also have ADHD & his nose, so I understand him, as well as resemble him and such.

If there’s one thing I’d want my dad to know, it’s that I love and understand him and to not be so hard on himself as he is loved always from head to toe.

4 Comments

  1. poetisatinta says:

    Beautiful writing ♥️

    Liked by 1 person

    1. A.S. Watson says:

      Thank you!!! It’s nothing like yours, but I tried. Haha

      Liked by 1 person

    1. A.S. Watson says:

      Thank you! 🙂

      Like

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