We’ve all felt like that one parent in our childhood(s) who’ve always had that smart comment on one of our interests because it’s very different from what they’re accustomed to and seem to always find something they could or can criticize about us. I’ve grown up with a father who seemed to find every way he could criticize my hobbies, my interests and sometimes even my own knowledge of something.
But what would I know, I’m just a girl who’s going to be a legal adult in about 2 months. I shouldn’t be talking because I’ve never been in the “real” world.
This post is a criticism on my dad and his parenting through my point of view, therefor it might be in the view of a biased teenage/young adult girl. You can take or leave the things I say.