Dinner with my father in 2012
Wars aren’t won by walking away
No dad that’s not okay, how can
you even relate the two––
Something new today? A side of oja
beans, corn tortillas, guacamole, and
onions. White onions. Raw white onions. Thanks.
Confrontation is necessity. Okay, but
why’re you so obsessed with me and
I texted my dad to see if I could call him in a little bit
He said yes and suggested 5 o clock
I grabbed the cat and brought him to my room and rubbed my face into his face until he got up and walked out
I did 30 minutes of chill yoga (trying to be more chill)
my dad called but I thought it was the timer going off so I ignored it
I called him can a couple minutes later
and I said I just wanted to make sure that we still had our deal regarding the insurance. That we agreed that instead of paying that he would pay me $200 a month so I could go to therapy here.
He said ah so you need something
I said yes today I do need something that’s not always why but today it is
He said something like oh sure I’ll give you $100 a month and I said but we had agreed on $200
He said I know how much you pay per session and $100 a month is good for going once a month
I said no but you said you would give me $200—
He said I did and I said you are only going to go once a month
I can say both things, can’t I?
I said yes but the thing is you didn’t say that. Because had you said that I wouldn’t have just gone four times without knowing I could fully pay for it––
Yes I did I said them both
I say just because you yell louder DOESN’T MEAN IT WORKS
I say not when you talk to me like this
He explains himself and why he thinks I only need to go once a month
I say okay but I just need to know if you’ll pay the $200 for this past month.
He says I have to agree to him
and he says do you need it in four languages?
He says I wanna hear you say it
I say I said yes do you want me to say it in 8 different languages then hop on FaceTime to sign it too?
He says I wanna hear you say the whole thing.
I say, I’ll only go once a month
The conversation should have ended there but it wasn’t quite over yet
a few more quips until I say something about his thick skull and he says
I am silent. The first instinct of mine is to retaliate
tell him that I’m not gonna go to Vegas anymore.
Tell him sorry YOU BLEW IT
and remove him from my life
Instead I say so why are you allowed to talk to me that way then?
He says because I am the parent
Why argue the logic further.
that’s the way it is and it never changes apparently.
I am silent and he is still speaking although I’m not entirely sure what he is saying anymore.
i stopped listening. i’m crying
I quickly say I guess I don’t have anything more to say and I hang up he was still kind of lingering on the last thing I said so technically I hung up on him too and technically that was wrong too
I texted him this:
Dad, at the moment when you finally stood up for yourself to your mom and told her no, did you also think that you would one day say the exact opposite? Shouldn’t I challenge what I feel I don’t deserve? Should I be afraid to speak my mind because of what I fear I’ll lose? Well I’d rather be honest.
So that’s okay and I’ll have to figure it out. Thanks for the lesson. I won’t try to tell you what I wish you would have done or would do differently because I know it’s not in your beliefs to listen to me about that sort of thing. That’s okay. I’ll try not to ask for too much anymore. I’d rather know you than need you. Because it really hurts going through the aftermath of blown up communication.
All you have to do is apologize
You are making mountain out of mole hill
I laughed. I cried. I wrote:
I'm sorry for calling you thick head
and now he is sending me pictures and videos of some woman wearing his apron and cooked shrimp.