where the wild flowers grow
I've had problems with my father since I can remember.. I saw him for the first time in 4 years this past June..
It's amazing how father[figures] can be so important, yet in some cases, you're better off without them.
Just recently, the man I'd been living with and calling my father, cheated on my mother and left with no forewarning. I try not to be bitter, but I've made it perfectly clear to my mother (who still has to do business with him as far as the house/land goes) that I want nothing to be said to him regarding myself or my child.
I find it to be more disconcerting that both of the men that I'd once considered my father, left my mother in this way, and didn't even stop to think of the consequences it'd have on the "family", so to speak. It's almost like we were taken advantage of, once they got tired of the never ending supply of love we had to give, they left for someone else..
I can see why you'd avoid your dad, sometimes people in general are hard to deal with.. he'll never realize that you're an adult, you'll always be his child in his mind. He loves you and it's obvious because, at the very least, he has never left you... Though, I'm not trying to make light of your situation in any way, shape or form.. The best way to deal with things like that is to have a heart to heart..
I wish, so much, that I'd had that chance.. but some people are so stubborn. They'll never admit when they're wrong..
Good luck, I'm hoping that the problem is already solved somewhat, though..
Somehow I had a tantrum of my own.