#arab dads

[prettycrier2007]

girls with strict arab dads should have a support group 

sincerely, a girl with a strict arab dad

[merwgue]

Now that we're in the topic of being grateful, I'm so so so so so grateful for my dad. He's like my rock, my everything. He defended me through everything, he made sure I never got in or got the wrong idea about mom or hated her even though she's a fucked up person, he took me everywhere and tried to make everything seem light even though he was depressed and felt alone because my shit ass mom happend. He took me to London with him, to Qatar, to Saudi, to umra to hijjah, to everything. Every country he went to he took me with him because he thought an experience wasn't complete without Me, he let me do whatever I wanted with my hair. He takes me to concerts and listens to my music, no matter how girly or how different it may be. He studies with me, he makes sure I get straight A* every time. He took me to the psychiatrist and got me diagnosed with autism because my dumbass mom didn't believe in mental illness and didn't believe that I did have autism.

Sighhhhh, he's just amazing. I love my baba

[jujusjunk]

Muslim question anon here, what’s your dad like? You said your family doesn’t practice religion right, then you directly talked about men hitting women?

Helloooo, my dad’s pretty cute, he does have more of a physical disciplinary technique but that’s pretty common with Arab dads lmao. Anyways here’s a tiktok describing what he’s like

[sweaterknots]

an open letter to distant fathers, a poem in 4 parts or, the end of well intended mothers painting portraits of broken fathers or, you can't lose if you never play the game 1. there are days where you will greet me with a joke, expect me to smile, forced laughter because i'm worried if i don't, my mother will never hear the end of it 2. i can count our conversations on my fingers. one at eight years old when you said i was too fat to drink a pepsi at dinner. two at eleven when you told me that gay people were animals, three when i stopped praying to a god i didn't know anymore and you tried to force faith but really, you were worried about looking bad on judgement day how does it make me look, you'd say. what will people think 3. picking you up from the airport, pulling me in, feels like i am hugging a stranger. smells like cologne and cigar smoke, i am sick to my stomach and eight years old all over again. count the seconds until it's over, there is relief when it does. i don't know you. 4. my mother still insists on crackly phone calls through international messaging services, pulls me over to talk to you about the same four things. i listen to you talk in circles in circles in circles i count the seconds until it's over. i feel guilty. sometimes i catch myself telling stories about you, but you are never the hero. you are never the villain either. you are a set piece backdrop. a ghost in my peripheral view, only starting to realize you're entirely in my head. sometimes i will put together pieces of what i want you to be hoping that maybe if i put enough filters over this picture i have of you it'll be a more supportive father. you said you don't want to be a failure father you don't want us to turn out like this but you're not a failure you're not even a loser because you never even played the game

things my mother taught me

[fatmaibrahim]

So My dad comes home from the mosque and he’s like pissed at me, he slams my bed room door open and I’m like shit why’d you do that for!? and he’s like “really you don’t know what you’ve done?” And I’m getting scared at this point *thinking shit what did do* and then he goes your mom is tired and there is a mountain of dishes I thought you had taken the incisive to do. And I’m over here like BRUUUUUUH….. You gonna play me like that! No but seriously I got scared af there for a sec

[eaglebeaver]

English is not my dad’s first language. So my dad was talking to me on the phone. He was telling me that he wished that he could give me money so I wouldn’t have to work so hard at a job that pays me “minion wages”. I’m pretty sure he meant minimum wage (yet the word usage worked out, haha).

[5ultan-blog]

I can't recall how many times I've heard my pops use the term "buddy-buddy" as a replacement for "friend"

[thatpalgeriangirl]

So my dad said we need to get more milk, even though we already have enough. But the reason why we need more milk is so he can make yogurt. Why can't we just buy plain yogurt instead? Arab dads...

We also had to buy more olive oil even though we bought 3 bottles just 2 days ago.