My father passed away a few months ago, but he instructed that his will should be read six months after his burial. It was read a month ago, and I received nothing. He left something — even if small — for all six of my siblings, their mothers, and even a few other people. But he left absolutely nothing for me.
Everyone always said I was his favourite. He wanted me around, pushed me to do what was right, and insisted I be different from my siblings and step-siblings. He was strict with me. He made me do my master’s degree even before I’d used my first degree for anything, and he got me the job I have now.
It’s a good job, but as his son, I wanted something he left behind for me. I have nothing to remember him by except what he did for me while alive. Even the car I drive — he only paid for half. I sleep in his house, but it isn’t mine; he said it’s for the entire family. I only have a room there.
I was always there for my father. I listened to him, followed every instruction, went to school the way he wanted. My siblings didn’t. I have one brother who is also smart, but he has a different mother and my dad always said she was spoiling him, so he didn’t keep them close. Yet that brother still got a car, a house, and money — and he doesn’t even have a degree. He will waste it all on women and drugs.
I could have managed things well. My father knew I could multiply his wealth and do more with time. I honestly believed he was grooming me to take over, to handle everything for the family. But getting nothing is not what I thought he was preparing me for.
I’m hurt. I don’t even know who to talk to. I’m disappointed and confused. I didn’t expect this from him. I even went to his grave and spat on it because I felt deeply betrayed. I lived my whole life trying to impress him, following his commands and running around like a slave.
I’ve grown to hate him now. If he were alive, I would tell him straight. He disappointed me. I can’t believe I lived for him instead of myself. I’m hurting. He damaged me. He left me nothing. I can’t stop thinking and wondering why. Why?
