My father has staggeringly high expectations of me, favours my foster sister over me, and seems to think that saying he's proud of me once every blue moon makes up for every time he forcibly shoves me at danger to show my courage, or throws me in jail for risking my neck to save a servant. He has massive anger issues, favours his fears over hopes, is extraordinarily irrational about magic and likes to take that out on me and said foster-sister whenever the moment strikes.
And yet I crave his approval like a trained dog. Not that I'd admit to any of that.
And he never tells me he loves me unless I've just almost died.
Oh, and like Chuck mentioned above, I killed my mother by being born! ... or rather, as I don't actually know yet, the magic used to concieve me killed my mom, and my father still has some Issues over that lot.
This is a blind confessional of things that will never, ever be spoken of outside of fandomtherapy. So don't ask that question unless you'd like to be stabbed.
I'm in the process of transferring a good chunk of my need for approval to my idiot manservant - who doesn't know how to dress himself or walk in a straight line without tripping - his mother, my foster sister, and in a pinch, my foster sister's maid, Guinevere. Does that count?
Have I ever... mentioned that the one girl I ever thought loved me and I loved in return although that was totally a spell turned out to be an evil magical creature looking to drown me?
Not that that contributes to any other issues I may have. Or the fact that my father went on a murderous rampage when the love of his life died and he still hasn't stopped, yet. Then again, I suspect that if you and I start to really delve into our issues, we'll be here for a while.
It's the way my canon rolls, man. Arthur acts like an asshole -> Arthur gets a startling moment of nobility -> Arthur is blessed with more daddy issues because of said moment of nobility -> Uther puts on a shallow bandaid at the end.
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And yet I crave his approval like a trained dog. Not that I'd admit to any of that.
And he never tells me he loves me unless I've just almost died.Oh, and like Chuck mentioned above, I killed my mother by being born! ... or rather, as I don't actually know yet, the magic used to concieve me killed my mom, and my father still has some Issues over that lot.
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It beats frequenting the emo garden.
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This is probably why girls with Daddy Issues tend to be such raging sluts.
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Have I ever... mentioned that the one girl I ever thought loved me and I loved in return
although that was totally a spellturned out to be an evil magical creature looking to drown me?Not that that contributes to any other issues I may have. Or the fact that my father went on a murderous rampage when the love of his life died and he still hasn't stopped, yet. Then again, I suspect that if you and I start to really delve into our issues, we'll be here for a while.
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*without hands*
*pretends didn't do it* ... well, no.
But I bet Karla would do it!
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Of course I'd do it! "You are why Arthur is the way he is?!?" *beats*
Arthur has already forbidden me from visiting Camelot. He doesn't want my death on his hands.
I'm uppity.
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Maybe if we could find someone sane to be Arthur's stepmom... hmm.....
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Let me rephrase. The only females I'd do that to wouldn't make the kind of stepmothers that would be helpful.
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*bounce* Really? Really?
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She's a troll in disguise looking to take over the kingdom and apparently puts more of a wedge between Arthur and daddy dearest.no subject
So you get to go home to more issues. DUDE. *headdesk*
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Fandom really needs a "OMG I KILLED MY MOTHER WHEN SHE DELIVERED ME :(" support network/group or something.no subject
The mixed feelings are the worst part.