Cheating Father = Cheating Faggot Son

Fathers day weekend is here -
We've celebrated mums day and this weekend brings on the celebrations of our daddies...My dad is a great guy most of the time. He has his quirks as they all do, but love my dad to bits. He helps me in anyways he can and I do the same. For the most part he treats my mom well. The scuffles happen more and more it seems but due to elderly stupidity. I'm honest with my dad and that's made for a great relationship, as years back, i couldn't stand the man - today I cant get enough of him. Rob had this habit of reminding me what my parents did to me, shutting me out when i was a wild child. Ive forgiven that and its part of whats made me who i am today. Robs dad always treated me well at the same time. He looked out for me and tried to help when he could as well. The difference with Robs dad and my dad is the history. My dad never laid a hand on my mom, never cheated on her like Rob's dad did. Rob takes allot from his dad without even knowing it. I recall on Christmas, 2007 - trashed out of my mind, we spoke on the phone and I admitted sleeping with someone while on holiday. I told him as I couldn't keep it to myself anymore. I do recall telling him that when he thinks of his history, how his mom was abused and cheated on, to think of me. That he did the exact same thing that his dad did to his mom. The shoe was now on the other foot in so many ways and its great to scream at him asking, "how does it feel now?!" - I'm sure he hated that, but truth be told, it had to be done. Rob definitely picked up a few bad habits from dad. My dad may have bad habits but again never abused my mother in anyway shape or form. Robs dad abused his wife, as did Rob in abusing me, mentally and emotionally. I could never live with myself having done or been what Rob is. I recall meeting this one guy, under false pretense. When the truth came out, I felt awful for having lied, today we are great friends. No lies between us since then, if anything more a sense of a brotherly bond. Its all good these days and for that I'm grateful. I'm just not wired the way Rob is, the way his dad was. He(Rob) could lie and hope to get away with it. When he did, Im sure he was proud, until I discovered otherwise. I'm sure, rather I know, gay or not, my dad has accepted me as the good boy I am. I'm proud to call my dad MY dad - Rob would have to admit that he is the spitting image of his dad in his younger years, when he chased skirts - Rob just did it, queer style! Like father like son, pretty much...
Cheating father = Cheating Faggot Son.
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