I never had a father-daughter relationship with my father because of lack of communication. I had not built trust with him. If I was going through a problem, I would not talk to him. Instead I would tell my mom when there was a problem that was going through. In addition to that, many of my friends at school would always think that I did not have a father at all. Many people would think that my mom was a single mother because she was always there for me in school events. It was not true, and he was always at work. But after he started to attend to my senior year activities, I felt a change. I started to get closer to my dad. We started to communicate more ever since he had started to attend to my school events. When I was going to attend to Cal State Northridge for the summer program, he was more supportive because he had helped me by dropping me off to school every day in the mornings. Now when my dad gets back from work, he talks about his day with my brother and me. Now he asks us how our day went at school. Therefore, I saw that over time he did …show more content…
This had ruined my relationship with people over the years starting with my family, and friends. For example, I had started to be very distant with my father. That was because I communicate with them differently with English and Spanish. Sometimes I just wouldn’t know what to really respond to him at all. But, there was another problem with communicating with him. When I had a problem, I would never talk to them about it. School counselor had always say whenever you have a problem always speak to your parents about. But, since I have never had been close to my father because I wouldn’t really see him and speak to him in the regularly. Instead I would release it my crying. Also, miscommunication had ruined my past relationship because there were times that I was upset over something that was bothering me. I wouldn’t talk to him at all about it. I would just keep my feelings to myself. But, there was this one time he kept telling me if something was wrong with me. But, the only thing I would say to him was, “Nope I am fine. Thanks for asking.” But, until there was one day that he told me, “What’s wrong? Don’t saying anything is bothering you because there is something that is clearly bothering you.” That was when I said, “Nope I am fine.” But, there was something that was bothering which it was a comment he had told one of his closest friends. But, I didn’t want to tell him because I didn’t