I'm honestly not ashamed to admit me and my mom are best friends. She supports anything I do that most parents wouldn't be too happy about. We share the same clothes, more or less like the same music, and she takes care of me financially even though I insist on working and helping out in the the house hold. I love her a lot, it's been just us for a really long time so we have a special bond.
My dad is pretty cool too, but I don't see him that much. Sometimes he can be a little unsupportive of what I do or trash talk my mom, but he takes care of me when he can so I will not be ungrateful.
No, not my stepfather - whom doesn't give a Ratt's ass about me. Who just sits there and bitches about everything and is an absolute pushover when it comes to my mom. The only reason he does ANYTHING for me is because my mom will say so. He antagonizes me and forces me to do things against my will, ridicules my lifestyle, and singles me out from the rest of his kids. I've been fighting him more, though - and I nearly beat the shit out of him after he called me horrible things and made fun of me and my brother.
My mom and I have somewhat similar music tastes, and we can have decent musical conversations. She's selfish, working her way to alcoholism and morbid obesity. She doesn't care as much as she thinks she does. She makes excuses and doesn't fully support me, which irritates me to no end, and places me in a vulnerable situation. She blames me, and she doesn't have to tell me - it's clear in the way I'm treated at home. I always go out of my way to get out of the house and away from her for as long as possible (because she's a single parent).
My daddy though... Fuck, he's an amazing man. He'd take a bullet for me, and I the same. He has mental illnesses, that I inherited, that will debilitate him for the rest of his life, but he's so kind to me. We have many laughs, similarities, we have philosophical, meaningful conversations, and he supports me in every way possible. His wife is the exact same and I think of her as more of a mother than my own. Too bad he lives hundreds of miles from me at the moment - I got to see him a couple times though... I heart the man, for real.
Just thought I'd rant - maybe someone might find themselves in a similar situation.
I would say my father but while I was basking in his attention growing up I didn't realize he was neglecting my siblings in the process. Mom on the other hand tolerates me through whatever bullshit I happen to bring up each day and loves me unconditionally. If I brought up my issues around dad I would end up in the Enemy relationship with him until one of us started kissing ass. I'm always in the Friend relationship with my mother because she understands that he caused quite a bit of my problems and pretty much made me who I am today.
I say my dad. But, he is only home on weekends. Although, my mom is a bit understanding, she's hella strict. Were it not for my mom, my dad would let me do anything I want, be friends with who ever I want. So, hard decision.
My Daddy is so much nicer than my Mother, my Dad is the sweetest, my Mom's just a Bi*ch. She didn't even want me around her. So now I live with Daddy.<333
my mom is really understanding. she gets overprotective at times, but most parents do. most of the time, when she doesn't allow something or advises me not to do it, she has a legit reason. I like that about her.