I understand that most people love Fatherâ€™s Day, but my dad abandoned me when I was 3, and only partially kept in touch with me. When I was 9, he started ignoring me. When I was 11, he wanted to be a part of my life again. Like the stupid sap that I am, I let him. Now Iâ€™m 13, and he doesnâ€™t particularly hurt me by what he does, itâ€™s what heâ€™s not doing. He never talks to me. He never bothers to see me, let alone tell me he loves me. I removed him as a friend on Facebook, blocked him, and blocked him on my email as well. Pretending everything is okay hurts me more. I donâ€™t want him. Everytime I have to do a manly chore around the house, I get upset, because if he hadnâ€™t ruined my life, I could do simple things painlessly. And then the message at church on Fatherâ€™s Day always makes me tear up. And I canâ€™t stand to watch families anywhere, regardless of whether they have a father or not. Thanks for ruining my life.