I think we have the strangest/most normal, complex/simple relationship that a father and his daughter could ever have.
You are logical. I am illogical.
You exist. I live.
Your goal is to work. My goal is to be happy.
Don’t get me wrong. I’m not saying that you’re wrong or I’m wrong, but I finally understand why we go from being best friends to being livid with one another.
On one hand, we are so compatible. We like a lot of the same things and share a shitload of interests with one another. I’m not embarrassed by you. I think you’re one of the coolest people I know. We both love one another so much and have an unbreakable bond. You are my father and I am your daughter.
But you and I are polar opposites in that we operate differently.
Take for example, my grades.
My view: Teaching is my goal in life. I want to become a theatre teacher and perhaps and English teacher, because this will make me happy. The rest of my classes are just details. Granted, I need to pass them to graduate. And I will. But do you think I give a fuck if I get a D in pre-calculus? Passing is my only concern. I focus on the fun and the happy, because that’s what life is about. The rest are just details. He calls me illogical. Maybe I am. But that’s how I operate.
His view: My job in school is to excel, regardless of whether or not it is a class that I enjoy. If I’m capable of working extremely hard to get an A in pre-calculus, why wouldn’t I? Passing shouldn’t be my only objective. Life isn’t all having fun. It’s about doing what you have to do, even if it sucks. He focuses on the work. He believes himself to be logical. He probably is. That’s how he operates.
I don’t know if this is just our personalities, or if it’s because he is an adult and I’m only 17…but this is my feeling on the subject, and no matter how many lectures I get, it’s not going anywhere.
Call me a dreamer or whatever you want. But life is about HAPPINESS. And that is what I care about more than anything else.